Saint John of the Cross

"So I found my beloved
In the mountains
O'er the lonely, and far distant isles
O'er resounding waters
I heard the whispering
Of love's breezes
To heal my broken heart

O' tranquil evening
Silent music
And the sounding solitude of the rising dawn
It is there that I hear you
There that I taste of you
In love's banquet
To fill my heart..."

From the poetry of Saint John of the Cross (1542-1591) as transcribed for guitar by John Michael Talbot