They ask, “Why are you wandering in the desert?”
“The desert is on the path of seeking.”
They question, “Why all this suffering?”
“Suffering comes and goes, a transient companion.”
They inquire, “Why not come back to the righteous path.”
And I ask, “How could I when I am so close to being lost?”
“Come back.”
“I am a seeker, on the path of a thousand and one wonders.”
“Come back.”
“I am a seeker, and I’ll share the road with whomever wishes to share it.”
“The sun will burn you.”
“Purify me to better reflect Her light.”
“The heat will scorch you.”
“My longing for Her is a hundred folds that and more.”
“Come back. Don’t you see we’re trying to save you?”
“She is a mighty river, and I, nothing but a drop.”
“Come back. You deserve better that this agony.”
“The drop like the river seeks its shore: what better prospect might there be?”
“You are gifted and the world will reward you.”
“Nothing but a seeker’s life will I seek; what reward could compare to Her company?”
“The good things of life are yours, if only you recant.”
“I am hers, and how could I wish more than that?”
“Surely, you have desires?”
“All hers to fulfill.”
Surely, you have needs?”
“She is all I need.”
“Come back, will you not?”
“I am too far already. I am too close already. I am and remain a seeker. Nothing but a seeker.”
“And how about us?”
“To each his and her path; and anyway, your time shall come.”
“You are lost!”
“I go in peace.”
“Fool!”
“Yes.”
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