There is tenderness In your heart It is daisies and clovers on a bright summer day Sharing emanations from their warm soft petals with heaven. There is tenderness In your mind Waves that envelop and lap and froth over Glaciers that touch the mountains and hide them from the heat. All this tenderness All this tenderness That you give Is like clouds on a summer day Is like meadows in which flowers blossom Is like wings of butterflies on a fressia Is like cloud-white lilies in a country pond. This is tenderness. That you give to me in your eyes That you impress on me with your fingers That you touch to my face with your soft and bounteous lips. In your breasts Is eternal tenderness That will call of itself to me Until I can bear no longer Until I can be no longer Until I shout out to you In ecstasy For your love. There is tenderness In your eyes That is skies hanging over And holding the earth in their soft blue embrace. In your soul There is endless tenderness Spilling over like a symphony And enveloping the earth. So much tenderness So much tenderness That it reaches the stars And takes them away from their self-satisfaction And says, look at us, heal us, enrich us, give us your love. I don't know how much tenderness Can a single heart carry It must be overflowing And shattering against the ribcage Breaking against the self. Your tenderness Is a natural force That intensifies for as long as we exist And lives forever. In your tenderness In all of your tenderness Is the essence of nature Is the secret of all eternity Is the incarnation of life. And for all of your tenderness For all of this tenderness I will kiss the ground you walk on I will fall on my knees before you I will tremble before you Like a tree shivering in the wind.
