Dear God..

What divine drink would thou have, my god,
from this overflowing cup of my life?
My poet, is it thy delight to see thy creation
through my eyes and to stand at the portals
of my ears, silently to listen
to thine own eternal harmony?

The world is weaving words in my mind
and thy joy is adding music to them.
Thou givest thyself to me in love and then
feelest thine own entire sweetness in me..