Poems
THEME/S
You did not come by day or night:
My yearning heart's deep agony
Grew tensed into a flame of light
That burnt me inly, silently. ...
Yet day and night, Love, You were there,
Holding me in your close caress;
Only my soul lay unaware
And sorrowed in her loneliness.
Yes, day and night your white love kept
Its shining vigil over me,
Nourished and warmed me while I slept
Within your world-womb's mystery.
But now that I am born again
Of your pure mystic body's clay,
Your love-seal's on my lonely pain,
My heart in yours all night and day.
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