Drawn To Her Across The Bay

Gentle breeze gliding across the bay
making the blades of my paddle play.
your hands dear Mary in the warm moving air
soothe my shoulders and caress my hair
as I guide this kayak to you
waiting on the shoreline’s hew.

The warbler's song so calming
the scent of the pines enticing
more delightful is your love that draws me
to this shore where in your arms I’m free.

Sweeter is your love than maple syrup
Your eyes more radiant than sunsets
O Tower of Ivory under the moon
O Mystical Rose forever in bloom.