Psalm 101

I set my feet in fields where you dwell, O Lord, in meadows swelled with chamomile;
~~I press my heels on hillocks where you ripen petaled eyes and there I sense a spray of yellow solace.

From your scent, the fragrance of lavender warms my bath;
~~from your palate, the flavor of coriander fills my bowl.

Let the greenlings of all the earth fall before me on a path that leads me only to your nearness;
~~let my desires descend from the ever-higher mountain pass.

Make my wonder at your handiwork a world of joy;
~~make my comfort the secrets of love you cradle in the folds of a rose.

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