Golden Cloud

You did not speak to me in words at all But how can I express my vision otherwise? Imagining your presence is my call The image of a golden cloud-like shawl Full of warmth and love, so saw my eyes You did not speak to me in words at all Like the sun, and yet a cloud not ball Emanating care,sublime surprise. Imagining your presence is my call I was low and had to further fall Though startled when you came in this disguise You did not speak to me in words at all Bleak despair and grief were my allies I have seen so cannot now deny You did not speak to me in words at all Imagining that presence is my call