I ache for the boundless profundity of Thy love,
In Thee alone, I seek the very essence and reward of existence itself.
Beyond the fleeting shadows of earthly desire, Thy love stands as an eternal light—
The wellspring from which all life flows, and to which all souls take flight.

In the radiance of Thy will, O’ Beloved, I place my undying trust,
In every breath I take, my soul yearns for naught but Thy grace and Thy sovereign must.
For in the gentle unfolding of Thy divine will, I find the courage to surrender,
And in that surrender, the peace that surpasses all understanding, so tender.

Wherever I may sojourn, it is within Thy sacred longing I reside,
I am but a fragile echo, lost in the eternal prayer of Thy holy tide.
My footsteps trace the patterns of Thy love across the sands of time,
And though the world may crumble and fade, Thy presence remains sublime.

In the fervour of my yearning for Thee, O’ Master of hearts,
I seek not the transient world, but only the boundless embrace that imparts.
For Thy mercy, O’ Divine Source, is a river without end,
And in its waters, I seek to drown, that I might emerge anew—whole, healed, and forever Yours.

To show them mercy, I become a fiend,
A curse upon my own, by kindness sworn
Yet contrite sorrow cuts through thickest rind
And hollows out my hallowed soul in scorn.

Such dulcet words for cloying, bitter thing.
For honey-laced ash inside ear it pours.
As words of rust and ruin with worry sing,
From inside, they are veil not moat heart roars.

Like whetstone, grace and duty sharp the pain,
To make me spare the foe that slay my kin.
Each sip, each grain is marked with blooded name,
The choice of poison left for me like sin.

The world is vaster than two ends of knife,
My soul is worth more than this bitter strife.