What divine drink wouldst thou
have, my God, from this overflowing cup of my life?
My poet, is it thy delight to see thy creation through my eyes
and to stand at the portals of my ears silently to listen to thine
own eternal harmony?
Thy world is weaving words in my mind and thy joy is adding music
to them. Thou give thyself to me in love and then feel thine
own entire sweetness in me.