1. O wilderness, my heart is not sated
By those with me who still appear strong

2. Yet I complain of love and ardour
And the pain of longing I have borne

3. The beloved is near, but no reaching Him
He comes close, and I think it is Him

4. But it's just nearness, the blind are confused
Amazing, that in His light I am darkened

5. Like one dying of thirst in the desert
With water above it, out of reach