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about it. The Unseen God allowed Himself
to be seen to speak and listen as friend to
friend; Invisible, yet face to face.)
Yahweh, the Lord of Lords,
appeared to me,
vested in full splendour;
His heavenly robe
shimmering and yet colourless;
glittering as though covered by
diamonds and other precious stones;
And while I was staring,
bewildered and mystified,
on this enchanting vision
of grace and incomparable beauty,
when Yahweh delicately emerged
from behind the clouds,
doing it with such a graceful movement,
I felt my heart blossoming;
His Majesty reminded me
of a bridegroom
stepping out of a pavilion;
His Presence radiated a gracefulness
that even if I tried to describe it all my life
I would never manage;
His Presence at the same time radiated love
and so much sweetness and tenderness
that my soul was swept to the ground;
His beautiful Head
was leaning slightly to the right,
like those Sacred Heart statues;
You are beautiful, my God,
although I can only peer through a veil,
I see Your hair in dark locks
reaching Your shoulders,
and Your beautiful Face,
the pallor of ivory,
is enchanting to the eye;
Yahweh’s posture was though
of someone timid,
but do not mistake me,
it was not timidity
but a form of grace and majesty;
Oh Yahweh, You who transcend
greatness and fullness,
You who are the Godhead,
assumed a form
in an inconceivable manner
to show Yourself to the unworthy one;
indeed, how can language
express in words,
“the things that no eye has seen
and no ear has heard,
things beyond the mind of man?”
Oh come and breathe over my garden1
and spread Your sweetness in my heart;
why, who am I
to be able to contemplate Your figure?
How is it possible that You,
in such glory and such splendour,
be attracted to our misery?
You dazzled me and I am bemused
with Your Lordly Beauty;
What must it be like to contemplate You
all day long in heaven with our bare eyes?
How and where shall I find
sufficient words to describe
Your Grace and Your Beauty?
Words surpass me,
especially that slight movement You made,
to step out from behind the clouds;
Should I invent new words of praise
to praise Your ineffable Beauty?
Human words of praise
are nothing and will never
be sufficient ever to express
what I want to express.
In Your Pure Beauty, You hold me captive;
in Your charm,
You leave me bemused and in rapture,
and like spring, You flower my heart;
with a single one of Your glances
and my soul feels wedded
to my Creator;
My Creator who freed me
with one single of His glances
and set me free and at large
to proclaim His wedding song;
You guard me,
and while I am going
You spread sapphires on my path,
and like the pupil of Your Eye
You guard my soul;
I go through fire
1 It means ‘send Your Holy Spirit to me’.
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