Set My Heart To Singing

You rouse me
with a honey-touched sky.
You kiss me sweet good morning.
You love me well,
though I know not why.
I without fair adorning.

There in Your eyes,
a sea of Love,
and I through them,
am fair enough.
You rouse me
with a honey-touched sky.
You kiss me sweet good morning.

You take my hand
in the warm noon sun.
You lead me through the wildwood.
You love me dear,
as the only one.
You grow me into childhood.

And in Your arms
the key to Love,
and I in them
feel grown enough.
You take my hand
in the warm noon sun.
You lead me through the wildwood.

You come to me
in the cool moonlight.
You set my heart to singing.
You penetrate
my soul with Your Light,
receive the gifts I’m bringing.

Here in the night
I’m free to love,
and I in You
receive enough.
You come to me
in the cool moonlight.
You set my heart to singing.

~Cheryl Anne