Forms to compose a pattern,
cut to be decomposed,
are now being recomposed
to form again.
Free to dance on water I focus on U.
There is a cloak for me, when
in the whirlwind of Your presence, I found myself,
kissing the trains of Your robe.
An emerald bow.
A crystal sea.
All twenty-four adore.
I hear oil flowing
in myriads of hues.
I surrender.
I trust.
There is a cloak for me, when
in the whirlwind of Your presence, I found myself,
kissing the trains of Your robe.
Free to dance on water I focus on U.
Forms to compose a pattern,
cut to be decomposed,
are now being recomposed
to form again.
