To be enfolded and enshrined,
Within the deepest centre,
Of my inmost being,
Unworthy though I be.
Each longing He will satisfy,
As only He knows how.
His Spirit dwelling in me,
Through the Mediatrix of all grace,
Has spilled,
The most exquisite perfume of desire,
O’er my soul.
The Father too is here
We are in one accord.
As I walk down the aisle,
The organ plays a hymn of praise,
Reflecting all my yearning,
To belong to Him alone,
Whose Name is Love.
The moment has arrived,
My heart is ready to receive,
Its honored Guest.
For a space in time,
We two are one,
And for a while,
I will reside,
In Him,
Who is my Heaven.
Myra D’Souza / 27 MAR 2012