When You smell the scent
that rises from my petals,
it is bliss to me.
When You hear me whisper
my heart’s desire for You,
it is bliss to me.
When You taste the sweetness
of my love for Your creation,
it is bliss to me.
When You see my light
burning from the wick You gave,
it is bliss to me.
When You feel the softness
of my head beneath Your feet,
it is bliss to me.
