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
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