Let me be where love is born
To sail upon a scallop shell
The way no hair of a thought is disturbed
And the sight is still
As moonlight clasps each leaf
Of a tree of dust
Until it knows it is alive
And lives to be green
Tell me will we open the heavens
And disperse ourselves as rain
Or pa**ing by some closed door
Beam morning at the pa**ing of all dreams
I love you in spirit and in earth
Through all and beyond
Until sweet kindness fills all space
Quieting the howling stars