Love ItselfThe light came through the window,Straight from the sun above,And so inside my little roomThere plunged the rays of Love.In streams of light I clearly sawThe dust you seldom see,Out of which the Nameless makesA Name for one like me.I'll try to say a little more:Love went on and onUntil it reached an open door --Then Love ItselfLove Itself was gone.All busy in the sunlightThe flecks did float and dance,And I was tumbled up with themIn formless circumstance.I'll try to say a little more:Love went on and onUntil it reached an open door --Then Love ItselfLove Itself was gone.Then I came back from where I'd been.My room, it looked the same --But there was nothing left betweenThe Nameless and the Name.All busy in the sunlightThe flecks did float and dance,And I was tumbled up with themIn formless circumstance.I'll try to say a little more:Love went on and onUntil it reached an open door --Then Love itself,Love Itself was gone.Love Itself was gone.