Songs of Ecstasy

I have penned my thoughts on shifting sands

Obliterated by the sea,

What I have built with awkward hands

Is but a dreamers' legacy.

The depths of being I do not know,

The heights remain unrealized,

The spirit's lamp is but a glow,

Immortal yet undivinized.

But my soul is guided through the night

In the unfolding mystery,

By One who made me for delight

To sing my songs of ecstasy.