The roses hush, the stars obey,
They fold their glow to light your way.
The night is changed, the heavens stay,
To guard your flame in soft array.

The ivy sways, the dusk grows warm,
It bows before your shining form.
The world dissolves, the silence clears,
Whenever your bright soul appears.

The roses hush, the winds grow shy,
They carry whispers through the sky.
The heavens stay, the stars delay,
To guard your glow in soft array.