Through the desire of self, driven by willpower. Birthed a place of desolation.
A place of rest without any rest. A place of knowledge, but without sense.

A place of fulfillment without satisfaction. Living, but without life. Isolation to desolation.
Even in a desert place, Your living waters follow by grace.
Now in mercy I follow your living waters by faith.
Leaving behind the nowhere circle.

Nowhere Circle