Stream of Love.
Highest of the Morning.
Stream of Love. Thy Heart, it is true.
Stream of Love. Endless Ocean,
beyond all senses,
endless, and hue
of the sunlight. The Light of the stars
shines beyond that what seems;
shines in the ground, and shines in the heavens
shines in that what you are.
Shines – thy God,
endless, and free
By the way: Here is also an poem for Easter in German, and here is another poem written a short while ago for Interplanetar.
And now, there is also a third one inspired by the title of this one here.