I cannot receive You
Cannot conceive You
Beloved One glowing above
A vast, starlit ocean
Has me lost
I can only look up and plead
I cannot hold You
Cannot embrace You
Adorable Host at Night
A miserable, tiny boat
Chains me floating
I can only ask Your Grace to cascade
Can I receive You?
Can I conceive You?
Adorable Host above?
Your soft, sweet Moon
Has me lost
In that You slipped down to me
Poetry