The stone once bare now shines anew,
It breathes again because of you.
Its silence hums, its weight is gone,
Awakened by your gentle dawn.

The ivy climbs, the dusk grows kind,
It bows before your radiant mind.
The shadows fade, the silence still,
Obeying beauty’s gentle will.

The roses hush, the breezes rest,
They fold their whispers in your chest.
The stars align, the heavens fall,
To honor beauty most of all.