Inspired

I start with I but I mean Thou, but somehow the lines blur
between what you said and what I meant to say and what should have been said.

I lock the doors of my own inner world and am happy to keep myself there. I disconnected from the world. I live only for the important other. I suspended me.

But lately, between the rainy days and the sunny days, between the solemn fast and feasting I have permission to look out and see.

Thou art therapy for me even when the lines blur between what You are, I am, and what's supposed to be.

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