Ii

I saw the face of God to-day, I heard the music of His smile, And yet I was not far away, And yet in Paradise the while.

I lay upon the sparkling grass, And God’s own mouth was kissing me, And there was nothing that did pass But blazed with divinity.

Divine—divine—upon my eyes, Upon mine hair—divine—divine, The fervour of the golden skies, The ardent gaze of God on mine.