Rays of light piercing clouds over the shore, I beheld in great awe all beauty and galore.

For even stronger than any hate there is desire and need. In my heart lies the budding seed.

A force in my that grows greater every day, I long for the words of which you say.

Speak to me and give me peace, look at me and be at ease.

Be you, kind.

Be lovely, be sweet, and let me cherish you.