I Wonder If I Know Him In Whose Speech Is My Voice

I Wonder If I Know Him
In Whose Speech Is My Voice,
In Whose Movement Is My Being,
Whose Skill Is In My Lines,
Whose Melody Is In My Songs
In Joy And Sorrow.
I Thought He Was Chained Within Me,
Contained By Tears And Laughter,
Work And Play.
I Thought He Was My Very Self
Coming To An End With My Death.
Why Then In A Flood Of Joy Do I Feel Him
In The Sight And Touch Of My Beloved?
This 'i' Beyond Self I Found
On The Shores Of The Shining Sea.
Therefore I Know
This 'i' Is Not Imprisoned Within My Bounds.
Losing Myself, I Find Him
Beyond The Borders Of Time And Space.
Through The Ages
I Come To Know His Shining Self
In The Life Of The Seeker,
In The Voice Of The Poet.
From The Dark Clouds Pour The Rains.
I Sit And Think:
Bearing So Many Forms, So Many Names,
I Come Down, Crossing The Threshold
Of Countless Births And Deaths.
The Supreme Undivided, Complete In Himself,
Embracing Past And Present,
Dwells In Man.
Within Him I Shall Find Myself -
The 'i' That Reaches Everywhere.