Thou art is sweet and full of light
That casts spectacular ray upon the Truth
Consists in it immortal delight
Articulated on thy luscious mouth
By pained triangulations of ideas
You proclaim in immaculate cascade
The perfect insight to me appears
Captive to passion's serenade
Thou art is the joyful revolution
In every aching, anguished heart
To bask and wallow there is the solution
So long live thy enchanting art
      Beyond category or compare
      In thy art gold sparks appear