by St. Gregory of Nyssa (c. 335-395)
translated by Scott Cairns in Endless Life: Poems of the Mystics
The soul that looks
finally to God, conceives
a new, mouth-watering
desire for His
eternal beauty,
and tasting this, she
eternal beauty,
and tasting this, she
awakens to an ever
greater yearning—
an ache never
greater yearning—
an ache never
to be fully satisfied.
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Dori, that is an incredible poem....seems so fresh and modern for someone that lived that long ago. The line breaks and spacing are interesting too...very sensual and spiritual...."each new splendor to be eclipsed by what is to come".
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