You are the sky and I am the earth
Astonished at what you grow inside my heart.
Dry-lipped and thirsty, only the grace of your rain
Can turn the earth into a rose garden
By you it is pregnant and only you know its burden.
It twists, it turns and sighs until
It gives birth to divine longingThe beloved takes care of his lovers
And feed them generously.
Sometimes he ties them with the cord of reason
And sometimes he sets them free to dance.
Look at the meadows bursting with flowers
unable to contain its joy.
Look at the power of the Devine One
turning senseless dust into a sublime painting!
All we see a veil of this never setting sun,
This ancient Sun that will one day silently reveal
everything that has been planted.