Thy Anchoring Light

I could walk in the wilderness..
I could walk all day… And night…
In thy house….Of mornings full dress…
Amidst the air… Of thy anchoring light…

Whilst bathing you…With forethought…
~ Bringing out mine eyes to play..
‘Pon thee meadows of Forget-Me-Not…
Mid thy fair degrees…Breaking away…

Ask me to love thee…And I will listen…
To the feast of day ~ Thee bouquet of passion…
Whilst I watch…Thy light paths glisten..
~ A flash upon me..As whole will begun…