The Divine in thee
I have a vision that cometh to me I see in thee and in yours I love thee I feel the presence divine and pure Light and love last and endure I am the weak flesh and I seek in thee That divine love he bringeth to me Let me hold thy absent hand and place a kiss That is of love, of prayer and a wish for bless Of devotion that has no reason or mind In wonder and peace for the divine is kind I pray to bring thee joy in haste And that love not sin nor lost in waste I melt in the fire and I writhe in pain My agony is sweet for it is not in vain For love is not for the flesh or for the sight For love is for the soul and for the heart Written in May, 2013