Who am I in a sea of galaxies?

Who am I in the presence of raging waters?

Who am I in the absence of lights and perfections?

Who am I in a world of deceptions and assertions?

Who am I in the face of injustices?

Who am I in the face of maltreatment?

Who am I in secret; in the dark of night?

Who am I in the heart and streets of Caracas?

Who am I in the company of the affluent?

Who am I in the praise of men?

Who am I in the midst of wolves in sheep’s clothing?

Who am I with the imprint of a darling lover?

Who am I when I am filled on every side?

Who am I when I have rest on every side?

Who am I when the tempests roar and the billows roll?

Who am I when the eyes of men cease to linger on me for a moment?

Who am I when a sukkah and a shuka is all I own?

Who am I when all is said and done?

Who am I when the curtains fold and the show is over?

Who am I when there is nothing to show for my life but my heart only?

What remains of me in the end?

Who am I?

I know who I am:

I am in danger of self-deception every moment.

Lord Jesus, only make me who You are.

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