The heart of mine is fixed and set
F. Hart
This heart of mine is fixed and set:
Life holds, for me,
Nought beyond this:
One end and object is there only
Of all my thought, my aspiration:
Awake, or dreaming,
One vision only do I see:
Body and soul
One yearning fills me wholly:
God:
And I —
Ah wonder, even I —
Have seen him.