Sing to me from the
greatest of heights,
Call to me from
where thou stands.
Enthroned above all
else in my mind.
See I, nothing more
than thine beauty,
Reach to thee with
outstretched hand.
Come, to me, thou
are heaven, and the earth herself combined,
Precious to me
above anything else in my life.
Would my heart keep
on soaring, Would that I would never land!
Such flight speaks
in wind and song to me,
Sight above all
else, hovering above the earth!
Alas that the laws
of Nature ban
Such endless
flight! Else would I soar to thee
On wings ne’er
tiring, to seek thee out and find thee!
Though endless I
wish this flight may be, When I land,
I shall reach out
and join hands with thee.
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