With Angel's Touch

Touch my star's light,

I need feel of the heat in your flames on this night.

When the earth's oceans caress the dryness of my skin,

my sense of touch becomes what I am.

As I feel the clay beneath my feet where I stand,

the movement of life flows through the veins of my hands.

Touch all of the air,

feel it inside you,

its magical nectar brings our lives into view.

With angel's touch,

lay thy hands on the deepest parts of my soul,

adorn me with lilac and silk lace and saffron,

with all who live with pain and minds suffer,

and those cloaked in garments of silver and gold.

Sweet things and bitter,

hot metal and cold,

rocks born from great mountains and tears from life's old.

I must touch and be touched by reds, yellows and greens,

I feel as if it is the nature of all things,

the beautiful wisdom that life to us brings.