Your waves and billows crushed me
Again and again
On the little churchyard of love.
My bones out of joint and melted within...
You left me off in the dark clouds..
Thy silence, the roaring of seas...
The roaring of waves..
With burnt offerings I 've waited
As dry weary land for feast of rain.
Now came back to my breath
Made gateways of morning
To beat heart for you in weaved rhythm
Heat of thy care consumed me again.
Before I was aware
My fancy set me in chariot beside you
I slept, yet my heart was awake
Flowers appear again
Day breathes and shadows flee
Now you are the blood
of my heart....
I dwell in that wine..
of my heart....
I dwell in that wine..
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