3

one thing I ask

only

to dwell

in Your house

to abide in bliss

in the garden of Love

in Your Presence

in Your arms

4

but my senses

churn

turn me

spin me wildly

snatch the path away

switch from night to day

to dazzle

and confuse me

5

yes there is beauty in light

in colors

distinct and shimmering

beauty in each face

a child’s eyes

glimmering

beauty in movement

of shadows

sunbeams

there is beauty in light

ephemeral

as dreams