Songs to the Mystic Bride


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I long for the bliss of divine union
the unity that washes my brain in delight
it enters me completely and empties me

of little things that I once fret about –
I lived terrible lonely years without That
gazing into darkness, year after year

If ever I am meant to meet you again
I will so fiercely cling to faith in my heart
I will melt into you, and you will lead me

to the fathomless surrender of personality
there, in world-dissolving prostration
I will heal and learn to see illusion & reality

with eyes of rebirth and hope of wise cycles
I long for the bliss of hungry overmind
satisfied oversoul, transcendent and blazing

free of our little cares, there, i will sing for you
Songs of union, before and after despair.

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