when you can’t speak literally, say it literarily

that’s what symbols are for,
then it’s the time to use a metaphor,
when you’re giving up sailing and look for an harbor,
but afraid of being caught by the eyes of that condor,
oh God, what exactly i’m running on and what for,
if this was not the way You’ll love me more.

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