in poetry

In life, I say— I proclaim your sacred glow, Honoring your smile where dimples grow, Your voice, a gentle lullaby’s art, Soft as a babe, it stirs the heart. Before the eyes of men I stand, In awe of beauty shaped by hand. In poetry, I say— What wonder dwells in nature’s hue, Like flowers kissed by morning dew. In Eden’s garden, you arise, A sunrise painted in the skies. Your face, a sunset’s blushing grace, An angel walking Eden’s place. Even stars seem to understand— They count their worth by your command.