Jasolin
You lift up the stars with your smile
You bring pure thoughts to me by the steps of your feet
You think pure visions by the way that you walk
Your composition is delicate, kind, and highly refined
Your pure fine water is poured down into the pitch of life
And life then dances with a new string of magic
To shake your hand and to hear your voice is to be kinder to all the earth
It is to be amazed and impressed
With that green warmth of earthy compassion
That you wrap around your belt
So that the joy of everyone around you
Grows soft and yellow
And is ripe for Christmas time