I Came to You Late – August 17

 I came to Your late, O Beauty so ancient and new.
I came to love You late.
You were within me and I was outside
where I rushed about wildly
searching for You like some monster
loose in Your beautiful world.
You were with me
but I was not with You.
You called me,
You shouted to me,
You wrapped me in Your Splendor,
You broke past my deafness,
You bathed me in Your Light,
You sent my blindness reeling.
You gave out such a delightful fragrance
and I drew it in and came breathing hard after You.
I tasted, and it made me hunger and thirst;
You touched me,
and I burned to know Your Peace.

St. Augustine of Hippo