Earth the Chosen

Softly the moonlight falls upon my eyes

And round my soul the scented jasmine flows,

I am smitten by these earthly majesties,

Intoxicated by the deathless rose.

I live for light, drink in the fateful stars

And all my ardent wanderings incline

To beauty that no mortal trespass mars.

I scan the far penumbra for a sign

That prophesies the advent of thy feet

Treading again divinely sanctioned soil,

A trysting-ground where man and God may meet

And all the stumbling nether forces foil.