The myth implicit in my being
Is a heart cloven-breathlessly
Still in part and part pulses

With desires higher than soul
Can hope or dream can hide-
Each one containing the whole

Unknowable or the unnoticed other
And misses Love's every where
Presence, diversely disguised.

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