Songs of the Soul/Part 1/Evasion
EVASION
When I do almost see Thee
Thou dost suddenly vanish;
When Thou art almost trapped in me
I find Thee gone.
When I think I have seized Thee
Thou dost most escape.
How long this hide and seek, and play?
I am weary with the toil of the day;
Still I may brook this evasion Thine
If ’tis for a tiny flash of time,
That in the end I may see
Thy face with doubled joy and mind more free.
Thou dost suddenly vanish;
When Thou art almost trapped in me
I find Thee gone.
When I think I have seized Thee
Thou dost most escape.
How long this hide and seek, and play?
I am weary with the toil of the day;
Still I may brook this evasion Thine
If ’tis for a tiny flash of time,
That in the end I may see
Thy face with doubled joy and mind more free.