He said to me
Mine eyes have seen the glory.

Visions of the world illuminating
In the presence of eternal goodness.
As nature calls back to its leader,
The music notes come off the page to follow.

What a joy it is to taste the smoothness in the sea,
To cry while hearing laughs from a distance.
How many leaves of grass move to make a vibration
Lasting through generations.

Creatures shout in the mute universe
While only One listens.
Sovereign and clement is the force and spirit
Of the galaxy and my room.

Only those controlled by gravity
Feel the weight of their transgressions
Crushing them into pieces of dust
Only to be blown by the breathe of the prince of the world.

Hands made of sacrifice and serenity
Take on the task of sweeping this tedious mess.
Yet every ash is lifted from the ground
Into a fountain of grace and truth that overflow with drops of paradise.

I say to him
Yes, mine eyes have truly seen the glory.