Give me your hurts in private faith
and I'll raise you to a happy public state.
You suffered silent screaming pain
I drove a stake thru your heart of shame.
Blessings of nectar and ever sweetness
you are the sweetest part of my wine.
A brilliant white flame of increasing power
is the symbol of my Love, beloved
Eastern sky; I transform you, my flooding
Light, reveals imperfections then set you
Right, not your power, my own might,
a shelf for your worst imperfections, add
My light to your lesser and you become
me; I give you the circumference of all
Earthly things, the Earth's stratosphere
for a wedding ring, all the blue skies
To remember I come in the beautiful East.
I Love and will cherish you, guide your way
I will build you a home
for soon you will be coming home
In me you will live, move, breathe
until then Live, love, speak my name;
And keep one eye upon the East,
My beloved; the powerful, beautiful East.
Don V Standeford