The Name, Narad

In memory's eye I am aware

Of a soundless room white on white

And seated there in a high-backed chair

The reason for the world's delight.

With measured pace I crossed the floor

And knelt to touch Her golden feet

Then slowly rose toward the door

But in a voice so strong yet sweet

She said to me, "Look at your card."

I opened the sacred envelope

And saw my name, heaven's bard

Then all my soul was filled with hope

And when I looked into her eyes

The love I saw caused me to weep,

A love come down from heaven's skies

Perfect, passionate and deep.