11 (lord of my being)

LORD OF MY being, has your wish been fulfilled in me?

Days have passed without service and nights without love.

Flowers have dropped on to the dust and have not been gathered

for your acceptance.

The harp strings strung with your own hands have slackened and

lost their notes.

I slept in the shadow of your garden and forgot to water your plants.

Is the time over now, my lover? Have we come to the end of this play?

Then let the bell ring of departure, let the morning come for the

freshening of love.

Let the knot of a new life be tied for us in a new bridal bond.