Wisteria coils like snakes by the white walls.
And catches sunshine as it turns and turns about.
My eyes are raptured as the bright light falls,
And from my mind rush all uncertainty and doubt.
To forget my self and all my blackest thoughts
To be by light restored and made anew-
I thank You,who mysteriously has wrought
This world and me and mine and all I know.
To see all things in glory in the sun
To value what your perfect hand has done.
On mundane errands, what a burst of love
Can pierce my heart like singing from a dove.
Give me one hour of golden,golden light
And I accept the blackness of your Night