Song of the Beloved

I am thy Eternal Mystery
Thou canst Master
   I shall not follow
      nor shall I lead.
     I Am.

See me
     Hear me
          Know me
  when thou wouldst.
     I Am.

The breeze speaks my name,
its breath sweetly
kissing your cheek
and tousling your hair.

The leaves whisper my name,
and reach toward the
heaven of Light
to proclaim it.

Hear the call of the birds
   as they praise me.
Hear the music of the stream
   play tribute to my
      holiness.

Knowst that these all
are thine, Beloved;
as I Am, so Are You.