Oh Divine Love Oh Divine Love, sing the glad song from within my heart of hearts, the tune which takes its torch from the inmost sacred flame, and set me on fire! What thing of mine has power to sing? Which of my paltry little voices shall stay with your mighty tone? Drown me in that ocean-sound of the first-born: I surrender to Thee. And not until my being is shaken unto oneness usher my voice to the void: then into that silence more mighty than your song shall I go, leaving begind me but the echo that I was. Pondicherry, 11/11/70