23 (far as i gaze at)

FAR AS I GAZE at the depth of Thy immensity

I find no trace there of sorrow or death or separation.

Death assumes its aspect of terror

and sorrow its pain

only when, away from Thee,

I turn my face towards my own dark self.

Thou All Perfect,

everything abides at Thy feet

for all time.

The fear of loss only clings to me

with its ceaseless grief,

but the shame of my penury

and my life's burden

vanish in a moment

when I feel Thy presence

in the centre of my being.