A quiet haven

Immerse me in Him

like a rose in a jug,

to the eyes

to the forehead,

after a sheaf of fair hair -

let it flow around me

let it run through me

like kissing water

of the Great Ocean.

Let the night die, the morning,

the glow of the moon or sun,

but let it penetrate me

like violin music -

when it reaches my heart

I'll be the sweetest

Him. –

Done