Longing

My longing for you sets fire to my soul.
It threatens to destroy all before it.
It brings my blood to a boil.

I try always to reach you.
Yet you allude me always.
And yet with this fire you also renew.

I call out to you daily five times.
Asking you to deliver me into your arms.
But even in fana I hear the chimes.

Back to this life am I brought.
To fill with longing once again.
No more to your greatness than the smallest thought.

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About Alan Howard

Alan Howard is a 40 year old IT Operations Manager working in the greater Atlanta area.
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