When all light hath been taken for granted
And burnt embers frame a valiant sky
Ponder the divine sapphire enchanted,
Once the blissful poetry of Versailles;
Where vision blurred the barren edge of trees
Which stood ‘fore thee a royal diadem,
And kingly virtue brought thee to thy knees
Dazzling truth the likes of which ne’er condemn,
For thy beauty do I worthily seek;
That thou art brightness rare amid the waste.
Pure sweetness that time infinite doth seek,
Do live beside me candid, pure, and chaste.
Let distant thundered light thine way in haste
For love like ours could never be replaced.