Then I plucked the blossoming moorings
Felt the blessed heavenly blasphemous
Inside me blooming bud of peace.
Oh! Unearthly terrestrial petals
Shower your grace on me
Thou art is mine calligraphy
Look now at me,
Shower your grace,
Let me feel healed.
Wash me, cleanse me deep!
Heather… Let me feel you in deep.