As the Nile flows,
And the red moon glows,
May the roots of my mind grow,
Watered by nutrients as the Holy Spirit blows,
I desire the deeper meanings of the testaments,
Deeper than triangular prisms,
Pyramids of Biblical wisdom.

As the orange sun scans,
And touches the hot sands,
May the lush gardens of my soul expand,
Fertilized by the Word, see God’s hands,
I desire the deeper soils of the wise,
Deeper than hieroglyphic symbolic,
Pyramids of Biblical knowledge.