Of pure ablution round earth's shores,
The moving waters at their priest like task,
Gazing on the new soft green mask.
Or snow upon the mountains and moors:
Stars in velvet black sky envelope the day,
Till it is time to eat and pray.
Enshaded in forgetfulness divine,
Until the passed day is ready to shine.
The day delight in sweet remembering,
Live tapestries woven and completing.
The sight of beauty from my eyes,
Warm breaths, whispers and sweet voices.
Man asks the world for grace,
Thou art alive with fate.
Am frightened of hateful thoughts,
Of man's dark misdeeds to do wrong.
And to wreak havoc and destruction:
For one's own good to change the world,
To terror and evil darkness unknown.
Only for heavenly progenies,
To restore our visions of the future,
With calm, love, hope and peace.
Open face of heaven to breathe.
When from the heavens I saw:
My heart took fire with pleasure,
To feel forever the sweet unrest.
It is heaven we rejoice,
Warmth, whiteness and paradise.
Out citadel timeless and full of light,
And sweet godly victory to bind.
Linda M Breeze
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