When I run after what I think I want

                            



When I run after what I think I want

My days are a furnace of distress and anxiety;

If I sit in my own place of patience,

What I need flows to me,

And without any pain.


From this I understand that

What I want also wants me,

Is looking for me

And attracting me;

When it cannot attract me

Any more to go to it,

It has to come to me.


There is a great secret

In this for anyone

Who can grasp it.


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