1. I inscribed, my God, my secret in a line of love;

    its scribe is my yearning, and its bearer my heart.

  2. The channels of tears transmit it from the love within my bodily frame;

    my love from my spirit, and my spirit from my Lord.

  3. For the wide, lovely eyes weep over my heart’s tumults,

    and efface my outward traces and strip me of reason,

  4. because passion is my faith, my ardent love, and my creed—

    my spirit, my innermost being, my all, and my bodily form.

Sol 5.6