a garden, the Flower, a seed

Essence had taken shape! For you are, God-made flower. Oh you little sun, for where she is, there is this gold shine. Within this bright, essence emanates, upon me it is given lively power So that happiness and peace are nothing, for you are, my divine. The bright is your presence, that extinguishes all anguish and dim. Thanks to you, my soul is no longer dead, for it rose from the darkness, and dreams, illusions and wishes are no longer a dream So that you are my source of goodness, my lovely crimson rose. The countless stars captivated in you are the vivid flame. In you I abide, and no longer exists mourn. Playful melody that teaches the birds and chases the shame. So that your love, wrapped me, and repaired the torn Two hanging universes, the everything tenderly looking me. Your treasured heart, and you, are the meditation of my life