How inarticulate are the longings of my soul, O God,
yet how acute are it’s pangs.
How incapable am I in understanding these longings,
let alone, in tending them.
Feed me with food, O God, that will best nourish my soul,
food that will intensify rather than satisfy
my love for You
and my longing to be with You.
Awaken every eternal seed You have planted in my soul
so while I am yet rooted on this earth
something of heaven might blossom in my life