I see
your face in the sky, suffused with gay colours at eventide,
I see
your face in the glitter of lights at night,
I see
your face in the dim gleam of autumn leaves,
I see
your face in the transient colours of the seven seas.
I see
your face in the snows on mountain peaks,
I see
your face in the lush-gold corn in the fields.
I see
your face in burnished halls of alabaster and porphyry,
I see your face in the glow of an anointed sanctuary.