The earth it moves in tranquil grace, of universal starlight haste.
Around the sun its circle goes,
In space, in time, in shadow.
The planets breath, forbid to slow.
The life in space, its essence grow.
Bring to me the heavens, like a book of silent prayer.
Sing to me the songs, of lonely lost despair.
And silver winds will chime, in the darkness that is mine.
Upon the blackest sky, my soul to rectify.
In love, in peace, in kind.