The eye of the heart makes known the paraclete.
Do not, then, damn up your tears. Let them
polish the secret lens and flood the seat
of wisdom. Bathe in spirit. Shine like a gem.
The eye of the heart makes known the paraclete.
Then will you see beyond the vice of sense,
and by this inner beacon rise to be
a confidant of such magnificence
that all your sightings will be epiphany.
The eye of the heart makes known the paraclete.