I don't want to be satisfied
with a salvation that keeps me
gasping for breath
just above my emotional poverty line.

I want to do synchronized swimming.
I want to frolic like a dolphin
in the ocean of Your delights.

To surf on the grand,
exhilarating waves of Your goodness.
I want to splash and spin
in the spraying white caps of Your praises.
On the crest of Your title waves of wonders, I would ride.
In the strong and certain current of Your intimacy, I would flow.

Be at home, O Gleaming Sun,
in my heart - inside my skin.
Be glistening on the shore of my soul.
Let Your waters roar and foam -
Your perfect love roll in.
Over and over and over again.