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Anthology of modern Indian poetry

UNION WITH CHRIST

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As the moon and its beams are one, So that I be one with Thee, This is my prayer to Thee, my Lord, This is this beggar’s plea. I would snare Thee and hold Thee ever, In loving wifely ways; I give Thee a daughter’s welcome, I give Thee a sister’s praise. As words and their meaning are linked, Serving one purpose each, Be Thou and I so knit, O Lord, And through me breathe Thy speech. O be my soul a mirror clear, That I may see Thee there; Dwell in my thought, my speech, my life, Making them glad and fair. Take Thou this body, O my Christ, Dwell as its soul within; To be an instant separate I count a deadly sin. Nārāyan Vāman Tilak.

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