Beloved, fair is Thy face
Illuminated by understanding
Life itself bows down to Thy feet
-Where I long to be
Offering my humble service
To the dust whirling at Thy pace
Hidden from my sight so very long
Now the sword of Thy mercy
Has cut me into pieces
Torn apart like a string of pearls
I´m on a journey within
Ever yearning for reunion
AYA DÜRST BRITT 