Yearning for You has been lodged in my heart
all my life;
my heart is attached
to Your crucifix-like curls.
I washed my hands of everything
to grasp the hem of Your dress;
I bound myself to You,
for You are all I care about.
I shut my eyes to everything else
in order to see You;
I rejected everything
in desiring You.
I won’t walk the path of the sober,
as I am drunk;
in my lowliness
I gaze up at Your lofty stature.
I did not listen to any words
that concern something other than You;
I sat in silence,
since your commotion is within me.
I cut myself off from myself
and then reached Your quarter;
I passed beyond negation,
since I have Your affirmation.
I won’t complain
if You won’t bestow light;
I am drunk from intimacy with you
and enjoy Your friendship.