O capricious heart
Make me the miracle
That in choir of love’s opus knells deeply
Sharp as piercing awe
Like eyes perched in windows of a face
Gleaming with the hymn of sharing candles
Kindled in a liturgical flicker of the other
O capricious heart
Make me the miracle
That in choir of love’s opus knells deeply
Sharp as piercing awe
Like eyes perched in windows of a face
Gleaming with the hymn of sharing candles
Kindled in a liturgical flicker of the other