Love itself

The light came through the window, Straight from the sun above, And so inside my little room There plunged the rays of Love. In streams of light I clearly saw The dust you seldom see, Out of which the Nameless makes A Name for one like me. I?ll try to say a little more: Love went on and on Until it reached an open door ? Then Love Itself Love Itself was gone. All busy in the sunlight The flecks did float and dance, And I was tumbled up with them In formless circumstance. I?ll try to say a little more: Love went on and on Until it reached an open door ? Then Love Itself Love Itself was gone. Then I came back from where I?d been. My room, it looked the same ? But there was nothing left between The Nameless and the Name. All busy in the sunlight The flecks did float and dance, And I was tumbled up with them In formless circumstance. I?ll try to say a little more: Love went on and on Until it reached an open door ? Then Love itself, Love Itself was gone. Love Itself was gone.