How do I create beauty,
for the one to whom beauty is?
From the vantage of either
so high or so low,
Into the sphere of all that He is?
To lift from within me, a vision
Created before my first memory
of a love born unto my spirit,
woven through the air that i breathe
To graft into a word, this love
So majestic and delicate indeed
A harmonious Heartbeated attempt,
to echo your love back to me.
