Latish Sentiment

I have not yet to this far world gaveA fraction of the feelings I have foundAnd sadly I will likely to the graveRest in thoughts my words could not resound

And yet I struggle daily to confideThe wondrous things abound upon the dayTipping that deep basin kept insideTo flood the land in my own weary way

With all that I in blessing have been shownAnd all that I in spirit have conceivedGod’s beauty is too vast for me aloneIn but a thousand lifetimes to perceive