How Sacred is Your Heart

Yo–hanna how sacred
Is your name, how lovely
Is your heart
Hidden within the warmth
Of your bosom
Like a beautiful lotus flower,
Bloom in season of Fire
Open its petals, oh how you
Rise, as the sun shine
And the world see—your strength
Your beauty, as you float, emerge
From a water of mud.
Yo—hanna how sacred, lovely
Is your heart.
Empress M.