If all my being could merge in Thee, Excise the past and know my soul A gift of God's infinity, Knowing not desire's toll
But will in a moment of ecstasy This bodily life, this living force Of all I am and yet shall be In the human drama's course
I would already have merged in Thee. But there is much to clean out first The longings and desire's plea And yet the spirit's constant thirst
For love and beauty are part of me As the rivers flow to the sea.
For Mary Helen, Mother's Child
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