O precious one! Dost thou know
your presence is the reason I am?
You are the answer my soul craved
when plunged deeply in an abyss;
Shadowing emptiness and pain
from the darkest of hours, though
mine eyes be blinded, my heart
saw the tiniest twinkle in the distance;
And as I began to believe, thou had not
forsaken me, the light grew well-ordered.
O, my beloved, you, the light of my soul,
burst forward from the miniscule twinkle
to a magnificent shower of stars.
As you, "my instrument of rhapsody",
ever cloaked in the sweetest of song,
and lay before me, ever more inviting.
Your presence ravishes,
the deepest of my senses; singing
a song which mellows more each time
your kisses pluck the strings, never exhaustless
and You, my deep ocean of love, hath saved me.
I can do no less than utter these murmurings
perhaps shout, O LOVE! sweet foliage exulted.
Might we, hand in hand, dance and twirl,
before the heavens, singing of the joy
and spread love to every corner of all worlds,
prepared to fly, following the moon?
Del Cano 2003
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Myke
Thank you Sir Spencer! (hey Lydia, that is a fitting title for him isn't it??)