Where and how have I arrived here?
Who am I? Why am I?
What am I to say?
You say that you know me...
But I know you not.
Your eyes show pain
As I wince in return.
"You do not know Me,
O child of Mine?
You are part of me
My own sheep to protect."
I reply quietly,
For I feel ashamed,
"I know You not, Lord,
But teach me Your ways.
I like you already,
It's easy to tell
Because now that You reach to me
The hole in my heart is filled."
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