Who Is There At The Door, Knocking?

Who is there at the door, knocking? Waited for eon, who is breaking? Squeezing my time swelled balloon In a solitary, secluded, deserted lagoon Although my hut is here, I am not I am there, up above the heavens knot A naked soul prostrating, kneeling Filling and feeling love, only love Let me inhale peace, Let me put hue into my eyes Let me become a wise Surely, there I will rise In the love window of your heart Through your feelings I love you As a fragrance of peace and love O ye the holy creation of Lord