Thou art Lovely

On a fresh morning I sit on the post A breeze on the air Slight chill at the most And then it comes The brilliance of the sun Warmth seeps into me And unburdens my soul Jasmine tickles My nose with ease Its perfume lingers Delighting me The stream, she sings She laughs with me She's gentle yet strong Giving life to the trees My Warmth You thaw the chills in me My sorrow leaves My weary soul can breathe Fragrance of mine Of comfort, of calm You gather me up Hold me in your arms Water to the garden Of my heart You bring forth life You make me grow Warmth of my soul Fragrance of my joy Water of my life My Bliss on earth Thou art lovely Thou art sweet My truest of friends My spirit's complete. [if !supportLineBreakNewLine] [endif]