what sweet delight that in me fills my soul

when spring comes surging through my being whole

what fate so sweet no lover could ask more

than but to lie in lover’s arms in peace

more full yet than the warmth of Ra’s hot core.

ah, sleep! that slumber of eternal bliss

such dreams as are awaken by your kiss

that but does serve to send me spinning off

like meteor’s flight in heav’nly galaxies

leave trails of light and stardust in the skies

to gently settle in my lover’s eyes

full so with sparkle of unearthly light.

ah, sweet in me, what godly-filled delight

those silver threads that run into a million nights!