Yearning and Detachment

You open Your arms,
   beckoning me;
and I would embrace You,
   ah, forever!

But You made it so
   that as soon
as I open my aching arms
   to hold You,

You vanish from me.
   And so I hold
my peace, and stand within
   my stillness.

You open Your arms,
   beckoning me;
then You let me hold You
   without arms.