LET SPIRITS AWAKE
LET SPIRITS AWAKE O bring me gems to crown my head and play the harp good soul of wings. A star winks joy; call loud its name that it may trace your wish in light. I raise my palms and hail its waltz in skies at rest till kiss of morn. O how I seek to clasp your sign that fine work lives as balm for... Sign in to see full entry.