Wednesday, August 27, 2008

More Poetry from Mechtild of Magdeburg

How God speaks to the Soul
And God said to the soul:
I desired you before the world began.
I desire you now
As you desire me.
And where the desires of two come together
There love is perfected.

How the soul speaks to God
Lord, you are my lover,
My longing,
My flowing streams,
My sun,
And I am your reflection.

How God answers the soul
It is my nature that makes me love you often,
For I am love itself.

It is my longing that makes me love you intensely,
For I yearn to be loved from the heart.

It is my eternity that makes me love you long,
For I have no end.

How God comes to the soul
I descend to my love
as dew on a flower.

(From Women in Praise of the Sacred: 43 Centuries of Spiritual Poetry by Women, edited by Jane Hirshfield. These poems translated by Oliver Davies)

6 comments:

Songbird said...

There, indeed. Thanks.

Hot Cup Lutheran said...

mmmm very pretty....

"PS" (a.k.a. purple) said...

This is one of my favorites...

Sherry said...

This is truly lovely. Thanks for posting it.

RevDrKate said...

Breathtaking.

Jiff said...

What a lovely start to the day! Thank you.

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