You are;
a masterpiece of wonder and ingenuity
crafted by the fingers that crafted the moon
the hands that fashioned the sun even before her birth
you are a tasteful persona of myth and lore
a vessel of grandeur, elegant to the eye
the eye of genesis that beheld nature before there was none
you sway on the pendulum of destiny
making the stars to pale with envy at your brilliance and glitter
You are
emergence of light in a dim void
illuminating my spell-bound soul to the throes of inspiration
where you drench me in music and rhyme
you flow so gracefully like the softness of wind
caressing the nerve ends at small of back
hair on end, moistening the corners of my eyes
every when you breeze past like the conjurer of life
where skill apportioned a dip and a mound
with the same grace that chiseled the milky way
you glow with a twinkle surpassed only by the constellations
cupping my soul in eternal pause.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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