The heart that is longing to natures chancing,
hearing the music the souls needed dancing.
Trees raised crowns towards the clouds as homage,
granting the request in tears as rain hostage.
Sublimity from loving spirit not being asserted,
tomb of worlds past and society diverted.
Precious vision to become empty of presume,
empty hearts reflected to recreate the bloom.
Wilderness in all so over-whelming,
mental expansion naturally mending.
Before the feet can reach that dwelling place,
imagine that sphere in all grace.
The silence of the heart wakes the whole creation,
natures moral principle before preparation.
Loving souls whom life has thrown apart,
destinies to separate and fulfilling a new start.
Lives ocean waves come to wake and leaving,
to solve in oneself the rhythms of pleasing.