Analysis of secret,

Like the land,
Misses the rain,
I walk and stand,
My heart in flame,
Of love so grand,
Who can tame,
The number of sand,
In my belonging fame,
To reach the hand,
To meet the sane,

Reminiscing and living,
The touch of the giving,,
The sensational vibrating,
The happy of cosmic being,
Who I am if not singing,
To call upon listening,
Who you are to my nesting,
Glaciers are still resting,
What’s hidden is not fading,
Just very simply waiting,