May I never count the ways,
But let the moments of each day,
Each bring a new way, a different meaning to my love.
May I never find the reason,
For as God created all things in beauty and in purpose,
Let my love too find the beauty and purpose in all you are.
Let there be a time for creation and a time to realize all things
But let my love for Thee be a realization of creation in all things,
With time but a wistful memory.
From Raphiel to Uriel
By Ernest L. Norman