1. Take me wandering to the meadows green,
And walk with me as lovers walk serene,

2. Sing, my beloved, of a heart once joyous,
Now lost amid those deserts, vacant, lonesome.

3. I've trinkets, precious, pearls beyond all price,
Dearer than life itself, than paradise.

4. In place of heartaches, they have filled my spirit,
And where was darkness, now their light's apparent.

5. My life began when they came into sight,
Transforming essence, form into their light.

6. I'm but the letters of their words in prose,
Whose shades are cast on barren peaks of snows.

7. They spoke themselves through us, and so spoke we,
In one, in three, in all eternity.

8. They are the manifest, all else their dream,
And dreamers waking to the Real supreme.

9. Their name is That by which all things are named,
In One descending to the planes of numbered.

10. Where e'er I stood in hierarchy of being,
In secret, open, progressing or fleeing,

11. Say to them, "O my self, be generous still,
We ever wait to meet you on the hill."

12. With joy the trusted ones saw them appear,
Saw what they saw, beyond both far and near.

13. O guide of caravans, pass gently by,
Your tender step has caused my wounded cry.

14. When darkening clouds obscure the path ahead,
The lightning flashes light the way you tread.

15. Passion's my guide, my inner longing's cure,
To union with my love so bright, so pure.