Behold this dawn
announcing the new day:
there shines your light
of stainless gold.
Behold this setting sun
closing the evening's curtain:
there glows your being
broidering my canvas.
Vanishing snow, first rays
caressing little buds:
there springs your seed
imbuing my chest's meadows.
O glaring summer heat,
bee's dance amid the grass:
your wheat is ripening,
granary's plenty.
Swirling the leaves of gold
in autumns glowing memory:
there flows your wine,
transporting tongue to soul.
Peacefully resting earth
beneath caressing white:
sheltered abides your flower,
rooted in grounds of old.
Timeless ocean of stars,
measured by your moon's path:
your smile its halo,
heaven-eyed.
