O Love, Divine Love


O Love, divine Love, why do You lay siege to me?

In a frenzy of love for me, You find no rest.

From five sides You move against me,

Hearing, sight, taste, touch, and scent.

To come out is to be caught; I cannot hide from You.


If I come out through sight I see Love

Painted in every form and color,

Inviting me to come to You, to dwell in You.


If I leave through the door of hearing,

What I hear points only to You, Lord;

I cannot escape Love through this gate.


If I come out through taste, every flavor proclaims:

"Love, divine Love, hungering Love!

You have caught me on Your hook, for you want to reign in me."


If I leave through the door of scent

I sense You in all creation; You have caught me

And wounded me through that fragrance.


If I come out through the sense of touch

I find Your lineaments in every creature;

To try to flee from You is madness.


Love, I flee from You, afraid to give You my heart:

I see that You make me one with You,

I cease to be me and can no longer find myself.

Jacopone da Tadi (1230 - 1306) - Franciscan from Italy

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