Creation's Mystery

“Creation’s mystery” sings my soul, Majestic beauty do my eyes behold; O how bright is thy soul, Like glimmering light from winter’s snow; How warm is thine heart, Like a summer's day’s Rose filled park; How placid is thy sweet smile, Enthralling, simply benign; How lovable is thine voice, Soft and solemn, fills all voids; How silky is thy hair, Like strands of wool from clouds’ feathers; How bright are thine eyes, Twilight’s envy, the stars’ pride; How beautiful is thy face, Even Lilies do doubt their grace; How perfect is thine form, Shaped by God, and marveled by all; How wonderful is thine skin, A tone of gold like sunlight’s sting; And so quite vividly my heart thaws, Above and betwixt thy love’s walls. Thine nature, above beauty, indeed does belong; Creation’s mystery, eternally, my soul shall adore. -written on March 30th - 31st, 2014.