I pray to feel thy beauty blessing me,
from sky to earth between the sun and moon,
to hear thy voice upon a whispered wreathe,
and sacred wings shall sweep out life's debris.
Please hush the tears I cry before the noon,
as pain concedes I need thy loving grace.
O, Queen, thou art the air I need to breathe,
thy silver light showeth my heart mercy,
between the shore and rippling sandy dune,
thy hand my comfort when my passions seethe,
thy peace which grants my heart its solace,
as darkness closes round the Earth's pure light
I kneel and pray to see thy divine face,
and know thy love through this aphotic night.
Blessed be!
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