I have traveled far and wide
to view the sources of joy’s life
standing always by
a great Light.
The world that I have eyed
colors like a new-wed wife
as belief springs spry
to sights bright.
My belief’s deep sigh
no longer sounds doubt’s strife
nor unleashes a cry
in dark nights.
The soul can’t long hide
impassioned desires of the like
divine beauty’s bride
sings of God’s holy sight.