And lo, it came upon me that
though my thoughts of my Beloved
rose no higher than the flight
of a sparrow, and that I felt
deprived of the holy union
that I sought therein, of a sudden
a gleam arrived and I saw it
as through a morning mist, and it was
borne in upon me that the loving
thoughts of the Mighty One
were falling upon me like ripe fruit,
golden apples dropping into
the glass bowl that was my soul, and I
was enlightened and filled with joy.