Joy Beyond Compare

The mountains and the valleys sing in me,

And the painted desert glittering with stars,

I am a mirror of eternity;

The fleeting clouds along the drift of hours

Symbolic of a world that soon will be.

I close the doors to rooms of ignorance

Which in the early years I knew as home

To venture into silence' white expanse;

No longer must the soul in darkness roam

To satisfy the vital self's romance.

I have known flowers filled with light and sweet,

Frail and fragile as the final breath,

Eternal beauty invincible in defeat

To outlast the years and ultimately, death

As I through centuries have sought her feet.

I am a pilgrim on the shores of prayer.

A knowing guide has led me to this land

To serve the Crown of God waiting there

With all my life, my soul at his command,

Such beauty dawns and joy beyond compare.