Lord! my dear endless blue hued one,
I know not, what is to be known about you,
I am as much nature and nature is that much me,
Beyond expressing you like her, I know not what is to know, oh! true,
And for what, I ask, should I close my eyes in prayer?
When prayer can be greater, when I see all around, it is you I see,
And my ears, why train to hear hymns, the same and few?
When every sound of the world, are your words spoken to me?
When the sun is your resplendence and the moon is your kindness,
In wanting to see the ocean in a tuna can, gain what I will, I beseech!!
