Dark day storm, bright light of stars, wings of angels
Herald your heroic march as you ride on the wind,
And do you show your beauty in ten billion forms
Throughout the Cosmos of eyes twinkling at night
In the form of stars staring down upon this earth ~
Gaia your honored home, sacred sanctuary of souls,
Where multitudes of gods approach you in dread
And in wonder-love, bowing to your mighty majesty,
Chanting hymns of deep adoration on ocean waves
Like undulating valleys and mountains momentous,
And yet who are you in such terrible terrifying form,
May this child inquire in trembling staggering, Lord,
And will you grant even a glimmer of understanding
Even to me, who can do no less than willingly worship
As the Universe delights and rejoices in your presence?