Pardon, let thyself walk through*
Smooth and gentle loving hands
To open up from the day that has past
Oh sweetness thine has given to purify the day
Let not be trouble for once to walk onward
Yet ye passion has come for another to arise
Let thy light slip in from your walk going west
The garden is filling with sparkling gems
Oh wonder that I see in such illumination
Smile for thee, as not that light has gone
But filtered like fine silk
Arise and shimmer in the well
You may rest here as the night moves on
And one moment so shall ye
Arise and rest, oh lit smile of the night
Dom*Colucci © 2014
