Date Posted:18:50 Author: ketch - 12 Jun 2001 Subject: Oh My Moon
Oh my moon, my bright candle!
From the time I first saw Thy Face,
wherever I sit I am joyful,
wherever I go I dwell in the midst of roses.
Wherever the King's Image may be,
that is a garden and place of contemplation;
whatever station I enter,
I am wrapped in pleasure.
Although the doors of this six-sided monastery are closed,
the Moon-faced Beloved sticks His head in my window from No-place.