POEM
Why am I still within this world? -
When I long to see the Beatific vision: -
The light of Paradise unfurled!
For here there is no consolation.
The lanes are dark and dour.
O, come my sweet, majestic hour! -
When my spirit ascends beyond the blue.
You shall name me,
And I shall know You,
My God of a golden, infinite hue.
Ashen is the sky, black is the sea.
Earth, cover me,
With the wave of a scarlet dream,
Where I shall swim with my lover,
Where the bright myrtles hover,
Happy forever, in an eternal stream.
John Lars Zwerenz
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