Thou hast come into my temple at last. The doors of my senses are open wide. The bird of darkness has taken wing. I am tuning the harp-strings of my heart to sing an old song newly — the song of my age-old love. I will sing unto Thee a song newly-costumed with the fresh notes of my soul.
The waves of my song shall dance on Thine ocean of cosmic-rhythm and float me on billows of devotion to Thy shores.
O lullaby of song-waves, sing to me the song of my beloved mother eternity.
O fairy song of God’s love, rock me in thy cradle of melody and bring me sleep on His bosom of peace.