Late have I loved
you,
O beauty so
ancient and new;
late have I loved
you.
You called and
cried to me,
and broke upon my
deafness;
and you sent forth
your light and
shone on me,
and chased away my
blindness;
You breathed
fragrance upon me,
and I drew in my
breath and I do
not pant for you:
I tasted you and I
now hunger and
thirst for you;
You touched me,
and I have burned
for your peace.