When He is the shining centre
Of the universe's dark heart
When He speaks and darkness disappears
When He heals the earth's split core
Why would any soul take flight
From the pure promise
That is the Beloved?
And yet we run
And yet we hide
Behind unlovely veils
But the Beloved always sees
Always blesses
Always seeks to wear
Even our un-lovliness
Why would any soul in the world
Want to hold on to the torn shreds
Of a fading life
And not return home?
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