The Golden One Turns to me when I am sleeping And says, I love you. The Golden One Looks inside of my soul With her heavenly eyes And says, Follow me where I'm going. The Golden One Gives unto my soul White orchid petals of tenderness Soft white sea foam of eternity Loving caressing winds of her spirit And brings me to life. Rainbows of glory stand over the head Of my Golden One Feather-white lilies reach for the sight Of my Golden One Ripples in ocean whisper the name Of my Golden One Wind caresses her face. When my Golden One leans her head to the sun Light interpenetrates her soft features And when my Golden One looks in my eyes Love shines in our hearts And when my Golden One stands on a cloud Thunderbolts play in her hair And when my Golden One imagines Life longs for its soul. No, I will not ask you what made the Golden One Greatness must always be self-creative And if I were to know the mechanism It would no longer be hers. No, I will not tell you the name of the Golden One She should remain mysterious and eternal For all that is eternal must be mysterious Lest it be polluted with time. No, I don't know nor do I wish to know How the Golden One sings before you What delights she can paint on this planet These are hers only to give. I wish only to love my Golden One And to treasure my Golden One And to reach for the skies with my Golden One Where we will merge together into eternal love.
