This art I sought, a masterpiece
Gave color, form; a new relief
The soft wave of thy paintbrush hair
Gave soul to unknown smile on thee

This music I hear serenades,
A rhythm of  nostalgic tune
This hymn of questions left alone
Thy chords of thy response awaits

Billion stars, thousand miracles
We are strangers and worlds apart
My wish bestowed upon the star,
The *miracle of second chance