
Twain souls descend in blackened seas
Into the blue with chills and frost
A Light dost warm the frigid breeze
On my knees In Fleshly Gown
Arise my soul, no longer drowned
The shore of light is now in sight
Beauty beyond the steller stars
Out of focus yet still ignites
My heart with warmth from afar
On my knees I pray for love
Arise my soul and catch the dove
Holy spirit now fills the land
My eyes the sky and feet the sand
I look with sun and moon to you
Oh distance star with love's great tune
On my knees in Heaven High
Arise my soul grow wings and fly
Soaring, Soaring in breathless air
Westward is the sun's great dance
I breathe the thought of Beauty Fair
And fly in hopes of Distant chance
You seem so far like distant stars
Across great lands and mountains high
But wings of Love and Poesy Spar
And fight and win o'er Space and Time
These rhymes you hear inside of you
Are beats of love straight from my heart
Oh distant star your light embues
These eyes that do remotely view
A love so blind that all is Art
When seen through Beauty That is True