These words were found
Not just bouncing on my tongue
But snug in my heart, next to the love
Your presence has sung.

From midnight choirs
To daytime showers
I sing these phrases, these tunes,
And the bearing fruits
Are golden memories of you.

I should be praying to end world hunger
Or some sort of lasting world peace,
But only one song of mine rings
From me on my knees:

              Lord, guide me to her, for she
            Is the only vision these eyes open to see