Seekings

I have lit in my swaying thoughts 

The radiance of a Spirit wide and nude.

I have sought the breast of a maternal Bliss 

In whose embrace grew vastly my life embodied.

I have demanded God’s infinite rapture

Into the empty halls of my despairing mind.

They suddenly became vastnesses of a Spirit higher,

From which grew ethereal shapes of unbound thought.

I was drowned in the white sea of a supernal Sun

And possessed of its limbless glory in my limbs.

I walked upon the bright fields of a golden noon;

All twilight was banished from my heart’s silence.

My body is an ascending curve of a deathless prayer,

It seeks my Lord, my infinite Beloved, my myriad Sire.