you follow me everywhere, weaving a web of visions around me blinding my sightless spine like a sun you follow me like an enveloping forest and continuously astonish my lips my lips into awesome silence like a child lost in ancient sanctuary you follow me like a tremor. I want to rest. you demand: come, see how visions lie scattered aimlessly in the streets. o wander, deep in my own fantasies, like a secret, down a long corridor through the world. now and then, high above me, I catch a glimpse of the faceless face of you. - abraham joshua heschel
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