Soul, Seek Yourself in Me

Soul, seek yourself in Me.
And through Me, seek Me in yourself.

How lucky, cherished soul,
to be able to design yourself in Me.
No painter, no matter how skilled,
could imprint with so much delicacy
such an image of you.

I crafted you in love,
beautiful and fine;
If you get lost inside
my tinted caverns, treasured soul,
then seek yourself in Me.

What I know: Your portrait hangs
around my heart,
and when you see the life
depicted there, you will find rest,
knowing you are so deftly drawn.

And if you haven’t known before
where to find Me, well,
don’t walk from here to there.
If you want to find Me, look inside,
look for Me in you

—because you are my chamber,
you are my dwelling, and my house.
So I will knock at any hour
if I discover that your thoughts
become a bolted door.

Outside of you, there is no
search for Me. To find Me,
it’s enough for you to call Me,
and I’ll come to you without delay.
To find Me, seek Me in yourself.

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This poem also appears in the September 2022 issue of U.S. Catholic (Vol. 87, No. 9, page 22). Click here to subscribe to the magazine.