When will that day dawn, Mother?
When the One I was with his spirit as One
Holds me to his heart with undying love
When the One I called My Beloved
Knows I traveled on my poems,
with a heavenly carriage
away from the worldly love
Seeking the One above
When will that day dawn, Mother?
When the One comes to my soul
like an inspiration
Appears in my dreams
like a vision
Blossom in my heart
like the white desert rose
Pour on my life
like the sweet drop of rain
Pave my roads in green,
Turns autumns into spring
Knows I am no longer enslaved
by my needs, wishes and wants
When I surrendered all I desire to God
Believing in all his unrevealed purposes