the heart is a rage

I lost my way, I forgot to call on your name. The raw
heart beat against the world, and the tears were for my
lost victory. But you are here. You have always been
here. The world is all forgetting, and the heart is a rage
of directions, but your name unifies the heart, and the
world is lifted into its place. Blessed is the one who
waits in the traveller's heart for his turning.

[Leonard Cohen {1934-2016} 'I Lost My Way' from Leonard Cohen: Poems and Songs {Everyman's Library Pocket Poets}]