The stones once cracked now gleam with fire,
They echo all your heart’s desire.
Their silence fades, their weight is gone,
Awakened by your light at dawn.

The ivy sways, the twilight stays,
It frames your form in silver haze.
The shadows fade, the silence mild,
To guard the glow of beauty’s child.

The roses hush, the stars obey,
They fold their shine to mark your way.
The night itself forgets its song,
When beauty leads it all along.