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