My joy, myself, it is vibrant
as the wildest waters and winds;
I will dance like an energized man,
And laugh away death's carelessness
Which you have never borne, will not until the end,
To life I awaken to the sure gift, that is you,
Do you hear the cool waters flowing?
Your warm hand on my cheek, I feel the torrid air.
Breathless, beneath your living spirit's endless variety.