Tuesday, August 15, 2000


Her eyes with blue dawn-light upon me shone,
And golden hair brought daybreak to the night,
That long had kept my heart from heaven's sight,
And left me blinded, wandering alone.

She stands as love's pure goddess newly born,
Delivered like an angel from the sea,
And reawakens hope in what could be,
Created fresh as on the earth's first morn.

Her sunrise ever lights my inner sky,
Her ocean drowns my thoughts and floods my mind,
Her beauty fills my landscape with its glow.

And when I see the stars so bright and high,
Or feel the sun, so gentle and so kind,
Her perfect gift is there for me to know.

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