You are peace,
The mild peace,
You are longing
And what stills it.
I consecrate to you
Full of pleasure and pain
As a dwelling here
My eyes and heart.
Come live with me,
And close
Quietly behind you
The gates.
Drive other pain
Out of this breast
May my heart be full
With your pleasure.
The tabernacle of my eyes
By your radiance
Alone is illumined,
O fill it completely!

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