When all light hath been taken for grantedAnd burnt embers frame a valiant skyPonder the divine sapphire enchanted,Once the blissful poetry of Versailles; Where vision

How savory tis flora scented lustWhen row upon row art weary trodden?Gardens long denied parched worn abust,Mine own love’s source of freedom to broaden. Where

So, am I what thou doth see’st, a face lost?In the bamboo wood a tiger to meet,As rain slants upon the bold waters tossed,Tides upward

The sting! over in an instant love ends, A shattered soul destroyed, bids thee farewell. Weep, if thou wilt; for time sorrow defends, Where spiraling

Oh, ageless account, thine silhouette glowsStrikingly serene, thy form trimmed by grace;Born of the gods such exquisiteness grows,Thy light bewitching the whole human race.Shine, fairest-one

O ponder, this upon the colored windFor unbroken truths art beauty defined,Where cast and hue upon my love grinned,So dear thou art, the unforgotten kind.Make

Always play hard that I may hear thy heart,Pure moonlit night stirring valley’s withinStrumming softly my youthful song impart,With expressive grace and thy mandolin.Thy hand

Shout heavenward across the crimson sky;  For mehears Olympus mine soul doth call; Soar among stars upon Pegasus fly;Set clouds afire let Zeus’ lightning enthrall.