There may not be any sagacity
While I surrender to my soul
I sense the whiff of your breath
You are the dreams that unfold
Your image sneaks into my veins
Even before I see your sheen
Those words make all the difference
You make my imperfections pristine
The subtlety how you stand with me
Makes me dare my deepest sorrow
In times of my muddles and messes
You show me a handsome tomorrow
Nothing before moved me as much
Now, I live in a promised fantasy
Presenting me to many rising hopes
Beloved, you mean the world to me
QUOTIDIAN BLESSING 