A cool breezes touch me
with the sounds of a home bustling
filled with voices I never want to forget
I find gratefulness welling up inside me
How are you touching my life
Where are you coming from
When will I see you
And I hear the answer
"Don't ask when."
I submit
and prepare for your coming
a faithful maiden
an oil lamp trimmed and full
a chalice ready
You promised you'd come
So I sing and dance everyday in anticipation
because you are faithful
Becoming familiar with the feeling
of living in
basking in
the feeling of your presence all around me
I am filled with love and thankfulness
I already feel you like cool breeze that touches me
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