Wine and Mussels

With wine and mussels on my tongue
I have to praise the One
Whose works are far above
The words I band and bind
To try in vain describe 
The wonder... is it love?
I hope since shines on
Good and bad He does,
He will forgive what
Many times is lust
For life He made us;
Thank you for the park
And setting sun, so
Thank you for the dark
That settles doubts for some so
Let me be the one
Whose love extends beyond
The wonders of the tongue.