I see you in the bar, so attractive,
And I see you in the sanga, maybe kindred?
And I see you in the world, but still
You are _not_ what I am looking for.
What am I looking for?
What? Am? I? Looking? For?
I don't exactly know.
I know that I will see it.
I know that I will know it.
I know that you will fit my heart.
I look for you. I look to kindred.
I look to joy and belief in the whole..
You think you break the pattern,
But no. The Mother includes you.
You are the patter.
Let me know the patter - the path.