Thank you for my eyes
And the power you gave them;
To drink from the streams of light
Gushing from the sun,
To taste of the trillion particles
That bounce off your creations
Leaving form in their wake.
I will thank you for my nose
The mountain with two caves at its foot,
That you empowered to sight
All odorous envoys
And transmit to the king above
Those with gifts and those with poison.
I am grateful for my tongue
That titan that never leaves its cave
You bestowed it a power to hear
The march of the edible warriors
That bring gustatory bounties
From the glorious battles
Of the White Army.
You gave me ears and I thank you.
As you sculptured their tunnels
You charged them to feel
The touch of the hitting waves
Streaming from great melodies
That will journey through my body
Sending tickling pleasure to my nerves
Like little presents from Santa Claus
Gliding through a chimney.
I will offer thanks
For my skin
This blanket that smells wafts of pleasure
That will come
When warm water strikes
On a harmattan morning
When a lost key is touched
On a very dark night
When lips fuse in a kiss
to gulp the sweet wine of love.
And now I must thank you for the King
The ocean to which these five streams
Offer the currents their waters bring,
Waiting in reverence for his majesty
To give them understanding.
Receive my thanks
In gratitude for the gifts of sense
That permit me to enjoy
a beautiful world.