Oh Beloved
Your face
is of the stars, the moon, the sky.
Your hand reaches into the earth and is of joy and peace in the call of Nature.
Your voice the song of birds, the breath of wind, the flow of water.
Open my heart that I might sing Your praises greater - with only attention toward You.
Upon myself I give You all, for You are the only beauty, the rose from which the nectar
flows. Extending from Oneself in love, the bliss fills and lifts the world.