In awe of you.

To be the air that passes 'twixt the soft pastel gates,

And be transformed to honeysuckle melody. 

Then dance upon enchanted breath, Oh blissful fate!

A sigh to which the aether pledged fidelity

And evermore be swept in your oceanic grace,

And nevermore wish to wake from those azure deeps.

As love-sick leaves in adoration around you race.

Within you all begins anew and all completes.