Through the mist I hear your chant
Hidden from sight you must reside
Like a blind music sheet
You sound, echo in my ears
And my mind sculpts the image of you
But never have I seen the red flowers
Felt its petals, observed the leaves
The mystery remains

Come, my dear, let me show you a world of discoveries
Tell you stories untold, of beautiful creations
We shall wonder together
Paint the clouds yellow, trees purple
For we can redefine reality
High up in our temple
Of one god and one goddess

Reveal your secrets, my queen
Unbind the threads hidden behind your back
Teach me to see from your eyes
Shed new light on your mysteries
And allow me to feast with you
Among the scripts of your divine wisdom