Deliverance is not for me
I feel the embrace of freedom
in a thousand bonds of delight.
Thou ever pourest for me the fresh draught
of thy wine of various colours and fragrance,
filling this earthen vessel to the brim.
My world will light its hundred different lamps
with thy flame
and place them
before the altar of thy temple.
I will never shut the doors of my senses.
The delights of sight and hearing and touch
will bear thy delight.
all my illusions will burn into illumination of joy,
and all my desires ripen into fruits of love.