276. A sweet longing

A sweet longing have I
For the mainland of Reality.
No more shall I live
A life founded upon
Culled fictions.
Splintered, broken and smashed
Realities of life
No more can torture my intrepid heart.
From now in my mind
Only God-Reality will grow.
In my heart
Only God-Love will grow.
In my life
Only God-Embrace will grow.