Strings Of Ivory Poem by Chronos Author

Her beauty and elegance charms the summer morn- As firey ambers blessed her in the day she was born. With moon beams that project vivid lights to blind shades- The token velvet strings of love played a melody that never fades. As ink writes sentiments of heavens hope- So did pen dance to aroma of spoken sounds of cope. Trees bowed before her rapture and numberless worlds hailed- To where her feet stood and cried as Christ was nailed. Queen of rainbow, peace and Earth refined in transe- Oh so nervous of brain to upgrade the human sense. Songs shout in fair countries with green replenish- To transport her groan agon away before she perish. Beauty as divine doth angels envy- Quite amusing, the glooms of pain are empty.