At the Wellspring

I know that your heart yearns, little one,
to create something beautiful, a testament of love,
a reflection, in the dimness of this world,
of the radiant beauty of my own eternal light.
I know the longing within to give birth without,
the desire to create, sharing in eternal creativity.
I want you to know, beloved, and to feel
that the greatest masterpiece which I desire for you
is the unspeakable beauty which is you yourself.
You, the one whom I infinitely love, are the icon,
transparent to my shining glory, enfolded in my grace,
a blaze of fiery light bursting through the eyes,
a figure whose countenance, whose heart, whose life
is a reflection of the life, the heart, the face which is my own.