poem: The Search

I have no other recourse,
except towards You.
In this world, alone,
more than with others;
yet, always with You,
when I seek comfort.

To search for solace,
anywhere else is futile;
to deny this is foolish;
and, to yearn for others
to comprehend my path,
is only a vindication
of the fact that those
who live within the world,
without trying to seek ruchniyos,
can not understand those
who search daily for You.

Decidedly, all I can be
for the sake of others, is
focused on my own efforts to prevail
over gashmius, and point the way
in the direction of Truth.
As is conveyed by the saint,
seek to console others,
rather than be consoled.