Love is a cup overflowing
Yet without bottom
How is this possible?
Where does all this joy come from?
Does love have no beginning,
No middle, no end?
Praise God! It must be so!
The cause and course of life
A treasure lent to spirit
His light formed in earthen clay
The true meaning of
Every verse of every Holy Book
And the hidden name of God
On King Solomon’s ring,
That the Jinn, created by the
Fire of that Love, could not disobey
Bless us then with Love, O Lord!
As Thy Name is praised
Make of it our garment
Clothe us in Thy ways
That with each breath may flow
The prayer of all our days
And bless the ink and pen
That writes these words
The eyes that read them
And the heart that knows
- Irving Karchmar, © January 2009
A Cup Overflowing
January 26, 2009Love is a cup overflowing
Yet without bottom
How is this possible?
Where does all this joy come from?
Does love have no beginning,
No middle, no end?
Praise God! It must be so!
The cause and course of life
A treasure lent to spirit
His light formed in earthen clay
The true meaning of
Every verse of every Holy Book
And the hidden name of God
On King Solomon’s ring,
That the Jinn, created by the
Fire of that Love, could not disobey
Bless us then with Love, O Lord!
As Thy Name is praised
Make of it our garment
Clothe us in Thy ways
That with each breath may flow
The prayer of all our days
And bless the ink and pen
That writes these words
The eyes that read them
And the heart that knows
- Irving Karchmar, © January 2009