The Lonliest is He

A being but not of flesh He is existence He is truth He is all The melody he sings Graces the ears Like honey the tongue A fresh current sprung Spreading, reaching, growing, flowing—unheard A solo he sings In an unaccompanied key The loneliest is He His resounding voice Traveling Flying Into the light Into the dark Come nightfall Come daybreak Through the waters above The waters below Come twilight Come first light Splashing the sea Crumbling the land Come dusk Come dawn His resounding voice Traveling Flying Making the sun shine Moon reflect Stars flicker Sunset Sunrise On wings in the sky On fins in the sea Come evening Come morning On backs across land Shine moonbeam Shine sun ray The loneliest is He Dirt of the ground Dust of the sound Formed in His image Born from His knowledge Most satisfied is He The accompanied key Together they sing A duet of Deity and Man To raise a new voice A final choice The Woman arose From Man’s own bones A trio amongst trees A garden to please A trinity of sound Of song Of voice Of Life No longer one But three The purest harmony