Ornatu Lucis Poem by Joseph Oliver

I watch in awe as they dance,
In fine suits and fancy dress they prance,
I stare in wonder as she moves through the crowd with amazing grace,
She whispers lovingly in my ear:
"Welcome to the Masquerade of Light! "

I awaken to the sound of the city below,
and look upon my mirror,
There it lies like a beacon shining bright,
and written upon it is:
"You are invited to a Masquerade of Light! "

This is the story I do tell,
This is the invitation I do still show,
and as I thank God above,
I do believe that the girl I met,
She would be the One to match my soul!