Beloved

Where are you, my dearest? Where are you, my beloved?

Where does my guiding star hide when I'm lost?

Where does my anchor lie when I’m adrift?

When the storm comes, where will my refuge be?

Have my eyes gone blind, or has my heart grown dull?

For many years, I’ve searched,

Through countless nights, I’ve cried for you,

And screams have echoed in my soul,

All in longing to behold you,

My beloved, my beloved.

When are you, my salvation? When shall thy face I see?

When I’m weary, will you grant me rest?

When I’m lonely, will you comfort me?

When no hope is left, where will my peace be?

Have my cries been heard, or are my tears in vain?

For many years, I’ve searched,

For many dawns, I’ve called for you,

The tremble of my soul echoing in my voice,

All in longing for the time to come,

My beloved, my beloved.

Oh, how my body aches,

My skin feels pressing, too small,

Yet inside, an emptiness yawns—

I am nothing, I have nothing.

Oh, how my mind crumbles,

My thoughts fail, no solid ground,

Yet they run wild, untamed, unbound.

How can I endure another day,

Another minute, another hour,

Without you,

My beloved, my beloved.