The stones once bare now softly sing,
They hum the warmth your light can bring.
Their silence breaks, their stillness ends,
When touched by love that beauty sends.

The ivy sways, the dusk grows kind,
It yields before your radiant mind.
The world grows still, the silence stays,
To honor you in endless ways.

The roses hush, the breezes sigh,
They breathe your name into the sky.
The moonlight bends, the heavens fall,
To crown your glow above them all.