The stones once silent start to sing,
They hum the warmth your light can bring.
Their shadows fade, their cracks are gone,
Awakened by your tender dawn.

The ivy sways, the dusk turns mild,
It softens for beauty’s child.
The stars retreat, the heavens fall,
To crown your glow above them all.

The roses hush, the breezes hide,
They hum your name on every side.
The moon delays, the silence bends,
To guard your flame that never ends.