The roses hush, the breezes rest,
They fold their whispers in your chest.
The night itself dissolves away,
To guard your light until the day.

The ivy sways, the dusk grows kind,
It bows before your radiant mind.
The stars retreat, the heavens fall,
To crown your glow above them all.

The roses hush, the winds retreat,
They lay their whispers at your feet.
The heavens lean, the stars incline,
To guard the glow that is divine.