The tender intimacy With which the clouds were woven The warm regard Holding each blade of grass The fearful care Within each of your cells And the might Of the unparalleled cosmos
Do not despise this creation Nor turn it into a vain idol But see in it the reflection Of the glorious and eternal Logos
Well-fed seed springing in praise The crash of the waves a chorus Those who seem without a place Becoming members of a singing body Just as flowers unfold unto the sun So must the heart feed upon your light A unsnuffable flame even in the night Like ruffling feathers, souls take flight
Those who would destroy this Shall also destroy themselves The privilege of stewardship Is a mountain of precious wealthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
