In the presence of Beauty

Stand still here
I ponder in serenity
All is mantled with joy and unspeakable peace
Just like flowers in the eyes of spring
Set free and releasing scents
Thus soul tastes the sweetness
Of her beloved Groom

In silence and purity
Shall we be visited such awe
Once that awe is kindled
Keep it burning
Guide it with all might
That it may spread light and warmth

Since like the seeds of thyme
So slight
Thus this warmth sprouts love
And that love is why we are here