Outside I begin to weep,
For it is dark, I cannot sleep.
Under Earth and hills I go,
Burrow deep, through thickened snow.
Climbing rooftops, singing praises,
Picking out some scattered daisies,
Dancing round upon the sand,
Walking slowly, hand in hand,
Laughing quick, from the heart,
Sound piercing through my sacred heart,
Hazy vision, can’t see clearly,
All I know

I love you dearly.