Love Itself

The light came through the window,

Straight from the sun above,

And so inside my little room

There plunged the rays of Love.

In streams of light I clearly saw

The dust you seldom see,

Out of which the Nameless makes

A Name for one like me.

I'll try to say a little more:

Love went on and on

Until it reached an open door –

Then Love Itself

Love Itself was gone.

All busy in the sunlight

The flecks did float and dance,

And I was tumbled up with them

In formless circumstance.

I'll try to say a little more:

Love went on and on

Until it reached an open door –

Then Love Itself

Love Itself was gone.

Then I came back from where I'd been.

My room, it looked the same –

But there was nothing left between

The Nameless and the Name.

All busy in the sunlight

The flecks did float and dance,

And I was tumbled up with them

In formless circumstance.

I'll try to say a little more:

Love went on and on

Until it reached an open door –

Then Love itself,

Love Itself was gone.

Love Itself was gone.