What are you looking for? You asked me.
I heard it while reading a father.
It was not with words that you spoke,
Tell me if I can answer.
In life you never limited me,
But the answer, how will I explain?
I was looking for you and you always loved me,
I may have been a nun, but also a mother.
Maybe it's late, but my consolation,
It will be your face, to see it in heaven
When my soul will take flight.
I seek you, remove the veil,
Make my soul love you with zeal.
My good Jesus: You are my longing!
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