Nerrul
11-16-2005, 10:39 PM
This is something I found in my sketchbook. I wrote it for a girl who would later become my girlfriend. Every day, I'd see her as I walked by this little gazebo on my way to class, but I could think of nothing to say to her.
For you, oh sun
For you everlong have I waited
Through all the night kept quiet vigil
In hope, in strong but humble hope
Of seeing you rise this morn.
My quiet prayer was answered, and
Upon my pilgrim journey you shone
Brilliantly, heavenly
Oh God, how this shred of Thy Divine
Creation causes me to weep! A deluge
Born of eyes so blessed to view a
Beauty wrought in Thy spirit, bottled
In a cask finely crafted by Thy
Loving hand!
In the face of this angel,
Sun, resplendant flare, blossom, starburst
Flame, epiphany
Oh, what great words, what unsung song
Comes to my tongue, so divinely moved?
"Good morning."
For you, oh sun
For you everlong have I waited
Through all the night kept quiet vigil
In hope, in strong but humble hope
Of seeing you rise this morn.
My quiet prayer was answered, and
Upon my pilgrim journey you shone
Brilliantly, heavenly
Oh God, how this shred of Thy Divine
Creation causes me to weep! A deluge
Born of eyes so blessed to view a
Beauty wrought in Thy spirit, bottled
In a cask finely crafted by Thy
Loving hand!
In the face of this angel,
Sun, resplendant flare, blossom, starburst
Flame, epiphany
Oh, what great words, what unsung song
Comes to my tongue, so divinely moved?
"Good morning."