Wine of the Beloved
O Beloved!
So far have I looked for You,
Across mountains and valleys,
In lands far and near,
Yet using my eyes,
I have failed to find you.
You hide,
Like children do in games,
Running through the primordial woods
Of my mind
While the beating of my heart,
Pushes you further, deeper into the abyss.
I opened my heart,
There You were
Dressed in gold.
You offered me wine,
Which I drank until I was intoxicated with Love,
A love no religion can teach,
No money can buy.
When I awoke from the drunken stupor of Love,
The hangover made me long for more,
As once again
You went into hiding.
O beloved!
Bestow your light upon me
Show yourself to me
So once again I can become drunk
With wine of the Beloved.
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