Sun streaks skies in splendor.
It splendors my skin with life.
Your life leads through – a leafy cascader –
And cuts clouds’ capes by knife.
Not near, nor near enough need you be
For me to know your nearness here.
Help heaven to hold helpless hands free
From fear forever in flowers felt dear.
Deeper in despair dive down.
Dear Lord, do save my sight.
Slip saving grace in snorkel’s crown
Where coral creeps, with capsizing might.
My morning mourns the missing moon,
When your sun splendors our skies too soon.