Beyond the nothingness I am, Beyond the call that comes to me As water bursting through a dam Rushes to embrace the sea,
Beyond the God I worship here But cannot find within these walls, Not in the spring or waning year Though thrice we met in timeless halls,
Aware in silence He is heard And in the ruby heart of love, In the stilled mind the Creative Word Flows in torrents from above.
In outer joys He too is found But fleetingly, I cannot grasp His feet upon the sacred ground Or long sustain His fiery clasp.
And yet my prayers serve to maintain This life through all its longing hours, To see the Lady once again And meet Him where the starlight flowers.
Poems Undated (1727)
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