How can I reach you, my precious child
With your eyes so beautiful, yet still defiled?
How can you hear me, jewel in my crown
When your ears are blocked by an enemy sound?
How can I show you all heaven sublime
When your feet are in clay and cannot climb?
How can I touch you with outstretched arm
When you fear every move as a method of harm?
When will you see my measure of tears
That flow down for you and fill up the years?
When will you drink from the One True Vine
When will you feed on these pleasures of mine?
There are words of silver, more precious than gold
Wisdom and Faith, such treasures to hold
Sweeter than honey are the mercies that pour
When heart, soul and mind have opened the door
How long will it be, this piercing of me
As I wait for you, the truth to see?
My love will endure throughout the strife
Healing leaves will be yours from the Tree of Life.