How lovely you are
when your face lifts up to the sun
and your fragile worn out hands
hold into a prayer
heart opens and flies away
Your eyes close
and tears fall down
down they go
drip, drip, drip
like a stream in paradise
how lovely
The Beloved
shines upon you
and your words fall upon Him
I can see the glow
of His hands touching your cheeks
how lovely,
oh how lovely!
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