2020
In the moment when we realize That in our life we strive for this And all we love or ignorantly despise Surrender ourselves to the Beloved's kiss.
Where then do our spirits recognize The path that called us in our ignorance The Face we've seen, infinity of those eyes Is not a wandering dream or happenstance.
He dwells in us as we reside in Him Eternal Lord the meaning of our life, Above the saints and seers, the cherubim, Who heals the suppurating wounds of strife.
Come now beloved King we call to Thee Descend again in all Thy majesty.
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