White fire of sun,
that comes, that plays,
ablaze her smiling eyes in mists of morning…
I meet her, bless her skies and breathe:
one breath,
one splash of light,
my soul aflame!
Sweet bath of air,
so clear it bites,
ignites all waking life, delightful wellspring…
My heart, with laughter’s lightness, drinks:
one drought,
my eyes are joy,
my voice is song!
She comes each day,
arrayed in white,
her sight, her breath so sweet, all life rejoicing…
My world in dance to see her eyes:
one glance from her,
one call,
and I am with her!
Oh love, my light, my breath and song, I’m here!
Caelan Rowan McCuen 