The music flows within me like pure spirit.
What a wonderful conversation
within the flow of universal energy!
Eloquence needs no words --
I know this from intimacy with the divine.
O Great One, I give thanks for this
and for all music --
A power line fed into my heart from
the universal grid.
O Light Invisible, we praise Thee!
Too bright for mortal vision.
O Greater Light, we praise Thee for the less;
The eastern light our spires touch at morning,
The light that slants upon our western doors at evening,
The twilight over stagnant pools at batfly,
Moon light and star light, owl and moth light,
Glow-worm glowlight on a grassblade.
O Light Invisible, we worship Thee!