Where myself ends
Every moment I complete the process;
the perfect wholeness
and where myself ends, the other begins.
Myself determined by the other -
my shape, position, duration;
my capacity and appearance.
What do I ask of God?
To alter the moon's course for my sake?
A star's trajectory?
The structure of a snowflake?
The scent of a jonquil?
The whim of a schoolgirl
down a footworn path?
O seeker, what are you
prepared to demand of God
in order that your incessant
and arbitrary wishes be granted?
O child of God, to surrender means to withdraw
your every request from the One Who made thee.