Beloved Presence

Cloak yourself in a thousand ways; still shall I know you, my Beloved!

Veil yourself with every enchantment and yet I shall feel you,

Presence most dear, close and intimate.

I shall salute you in the springing of cypresses

and in the sheen of lakes, the laughter of fountains.

I shall surely see you in tumbling clouds, in brightly embroidered meadows.

Oh, Beloved Presence, more beautiful than all the stars together,

I trace your face in ivy that climbs, in clusters of grapes,

in morning flaming the mountains, in the clear arch of sky.

You gladden the whole earth and make every heart great.

You are the breathing of the world.



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