Deliverance

In deliverance from Thy loneliness
Ye shall find the pleasures of solitude.
Onto the morrow Ye shall stumble
and bathe innocent in the morning dew.
Thine eyes shall behold the hidden valley
woven into a tapestry of green and brown.
And Thy ears will hear the snow music
glazing the mountain tops.
Ye shall be as a child on first awakening
to the wonders of the world.
Intoxicating yourself on the liquors of novelty
and Thy words will be parables of the light.