The Letter

In a letter vibrating with joy,

Youthful in its passionate energies,

I caught the echo of an eternal voice

Resounding in the chambers of the soul.

I glimpsed the Idea that had made the worlds

And knew that life and death companions are

And we are joined as mala or rosary.

With or without a body the work goes on,

For darkness is only a degree of light.

Although the torrent and the quake destroy

The unsuspecting and the faultless good,

As the order of the stars by one was cast

So earth her order makes of man's desires.

That pain transforms to pleasure at some height

I am not able yet to understand,

But love enfolds my heart with beating wings

And bearing all one morning I shall know

Delight of the supreme enabling kiss.