I see your face, my beloved

and I am raptured.

I can’t quite look at you,

but I can’t look away either-

head and hair white as wool,

visage brighter than the sun at noon

your eyes twin flames of passion and grace

are a magnet.


Seven golden lampstands surround you,

the train of your robe with a golden sash around Your chest

fills the Holiest of Holies-

feet like refined burnished bronze- oh how beautiful

The Majesty…………….. the Mystery

seven stars spin their dance within your right hand

countless jewels adorn your ageless crown,

The Majesty………….. the Mystery



your voice the roar of many waters

the sound of many multitudes

I am yours and you are mine

How I love you