I am a dying sister #32

It is not I, who I am
I do not have anything at all

I do not have a thing that was made out of new

I do not have a thing that was casted out of old

I do not have a thing that is anything 

Or something that has a naught 

I have a thing I do not know what it is

Or what is it

I am not a fire and I am not a smoke

Burning for desist

I do not have in me no piety or piousness 

Yearning for Relation to God

I am not a spirit and not a body

Hovering above the water

A bit before the light 

A bit after the chaos 

I am a dying sister

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