Make my heart, O heart of the universe, a divine bird that nests only on the throne of God.
You are the mirror of divine beauty.
Faith in the king comes easily in lovely times, but be faithful now and endure, pale lover.
The mirror of the heart must be clear, so you can discern the ugly from the beautiful.
Now is the time to unite the Soul and the world.
You are a fountain of the sun's light. I am a willow shadow on the ground. You make my raggedness silky.