I cannot comprehend You, but I love You.
In the shadow of Your locks I hide my eyes from the terrors;
But You are not greatly concerned—
Closer and closer I draw toward the dear Face.
See—I set my lips against Your lips,
But You do not answer:
Steadfast and grave beyond me Your eyes are burning,
As of one that dreams.
I am clinging here at Your heart!
I am singing my love of You for sheer joy!