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.