Pardon I crave

Apology to moon, to sun, to noon, to the sparkling oceans, to the the sturdy mountains, to the whispering winds, to the twinkling stars, to the blooming flowers, to the better and best and to whoever's there Sorry moon but she's prettier , apology oceans she's just better, pardon mountains but her beauty peaks even you, her presence so gentle that even winds go low, I'll atone stars but her radiance outshines even the finest of flowers, better says she's best and best asks to find a word that surpass itself