When in the east spring sun woke
Towards the west I looked,
And more glory upon your face I saw,
Than the glory of the mist shrouded sun.
Into those eyes merged,
The rays from every corner of nature reflected,
And each ray from your eyes rebirth,
Showing the world a new line of poem,
A new view of beauty.
In your soul with trust my love I leave,
As in your soul my love will become,
A poem of beauty, a prayer of sanctity,
And an anthem that echo beyond eternity.
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This is very moving, truly beautiful in all its depths!
Thank you very much Carrie!!