filí a dhein machnamh ort
d'fhéach rompu chun teacht ort
is iontu féin, a ghrá geal
rompu is iontu féin in éineacht
an idir eatarthu áit éigin ataoi
poets who pondered You
looked outward to find You
and inward, beloved
looked outward and inward at once
are You somewhere unknown in between
