Wednesday, November 11, 2020

Now to red heaven I race

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On Your path alone, oh I proceed;
And songs in Your melody I sing.
I think of You only,
And at Your face I peer.

I am a rain-blackened dusk;
You are a tuberose, gently pleasant.
On Your fragrance, at Your touch,
Dancing, dancing I set off.

I am a winter sky, by the fog veiled,
You are a crimson glow at the break of day.
With Your color, mind I've painted,
To a rosy Heaven I race.

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