O' Yahveal, You are the leaves that glisten my heart to blossom as Your humming Love tears sparkle the eyes of children. Your wings cuddle our heads like a velvet ballad of angel prayers. O' Precious One, You are the Shephard, and we are the lambs. You are Bread, and we are the hungry.
Like a message in a bottle, I send my Love notes to You to touch Your heart. Let the children's eyes sparkle with Your Love. Let their thirst be quenched with Your waters of Holy Life. Touch their fingertips with Your radiant oils of Ah-Ah. You have chosen us that we are to be saved, and it can only be done by You, O' Lord. Selah!