Saturday, October 23, 2010

I Know Not How You Sing

I know not how you sing, my master!
I listen in silent amazement.

The light of your music illumes the world.
The life breath of your music runs from sky to sky.
The holy stream of your music
breaks through all stony obstacles
and rushes on to destiny.

My heart longs to join in your song,
and vainly struggles to find its voice.
I would speak,
but speech breaks not into song,
and I cry out baffled.

Ah, my master,
you have made my heart captive
in the endless chorus of your music.