I find these verses profoundly touching, no matter how many times - in different life phases - I read them.
The Adept, inflamed with the unquenchable passion of the soul, has been vehemently seeking the Angel, only to experience, at the appointed time, that the Angel has been with her all along.
The heart of gold and the sinuous one entwining it - an image of Eternity.
"Write, & find ecstasy in writing! Work, & be our bed in working! Thrill with the joy of life & death! Ah! thy death shall be lovely: whoso seeth it shall be glad. Thy death shall be the seal of the promise of our age long love. Come! lift up thine heart & rejoice! We are one; we are none."