our purposeful Lord

looking through the midst dew time

wander lust for trust is sign

enjoying the see as she flows to me

rising up into the skull mine

seeing a pretty figure come a live inside 

a dreamy girl for thee molded from the dust

atoms molecules form an embryo inner womb

rising upon land for her and I to stand

dancing into night laughing all the way

knowing Son will shine upon our head

for score fore skin for sure

I take a glance into sky being certain we are moor

as I serve our purposeful Lord