The stone once bare now hums with song,
It waited silent, waiting long.
But now it shines, its weight is gone,
Awakened by your tender dawn.

The ivy sways, the twilight bends,
It hums a song that never ends.
The stars obey, the silence mild,
To guard the glow of beauty’s child.

The roses hush, the night turns shy,
It bows before your gentle eye.
The moon retreats, the heavens stay,
To fold your flame in soft array.