Ideal beauty that's deep and rare
is a flower that blooms afresh
like the lily that's white and fair;
lovely in spirit and in flesh,
she sails in splendor without care--
making all of life breathe and mesh.
Such loveliness is hard to find
unspoiled and as innocent;
and with her heart and with her mind
she calms my worried discontent.
As she sighs, both gentle and kind,
my nose takes in her lovely scent.
Full of joy, she transcends Venus,
and warms the nooks of heart and soul
with skill and sweet, gentle focus
that make the infirm and sickly whole.
Without her the world deprives us
and grace would not be in control.