I Am

I exist for that heavenly joy...
a promise made with love's own seal...
for the tender drops that kiss my eyes...
which my pining heart alone can feel...

I exist for these winds that sing..
their soothing hands brush past my skin..
for their long forgotten songs of eon...
of pride and hurt,of love and sin...

I exist for the tears of joy..
the heavenly vault above that sheds...
which paints the sky with nature's hue...
reflecting in the flowery beds..

I exist for those hidden rose buds...
between the leaf of the yellowed pages..
the petals long withered and dull...
yet with memories as fresh through ages....

I exist for the warmth of the morn..
and the silven woven shade of the night...
for harshness that my life brings forth..
for the mysteries hidden beyond my sight...

Of that soul eternal, I know not...
the aim of life obscured in a mist..
I seek no heaven, nor salvation I crave...
but desire alone to be,to exist.