Saint Mira

Author(s): T L Vaswani
Publisher: Saint Miras English Medium School

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And again :
INTRODUCTION
Where shall I meet Thee, O Spouse of my soul? My heart is athirst
For a glimpse of Thy Lotus-face. Behold! Each day I pine for Thee:
I live in Death!
I know my bed
Doth over the gallows lie: How can I sleep?
Beloved! Thy throne is in yon sky! Betwixt Thee and me
Lie stretched the spaces of many sins: How, then, can I meet Thee ?
The ache of wounds Is to the wounded known!
The pain of him who suffers Is known alone to the suffering ones!
Within me throbs the ache
Of longing and love for Thee !
And I wander far and wide! cry:- -Who will cure
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My wounded heart?
My anguish, alas! doth greater grow Each day my longing grows :
I cry for Him who my heart may heal!