Look how the pale Queen of the silent night
doth cause the ocean to attend upon her,
and he, as long as she is in sight,
with his full tide is ready here to honor;
But when the silver waggon of the Moon
is mounted up so high he cannot follow,
the sea calls home his crystal waves to morn,
and with low ebb doth manifest his sorrow.
So you that are sovereign of my heart
have all my joys attending on your will,
when you return, their tide my heart doth fill.
So as you come and as you depart,
joys ebb and flow within my tender heart.
~Charles Best, 1608~
When all living things I comtemplate,
your sun and stars, your galaxies,
like a flickering candle flame
my soul is overcome,
and just as the moon can only shine
by reflection of its sun, so is my being,
only to wane into the unseen,
until it stands before thee again.
The sun disappears and the night sets in
Far away and so clear, a mystery of glistening.
Whether silver lace or orange glow
You look especially glorious above a white sheet of snow.
To shed light into darkness, you are truly the one
Not to forget that sparkle you put upon the face of my son
Your countenance inspires my soul and arouses my being
A night with delight, love and abundance of feeling
Full moon, I await your appearance with much anticipation
What a magnificent part of the divine creation.
Midi playing:"Moonlight Sonata" by Beethoven
© Tina's Prayer Gate
June 24, 2013