The garden yields, the stars obey,
Your presence bends the world this way.
One gentle glance, the night is new,
And all its wonders rest in you.

By ivy’s shade your shadow glows,
A secret light the silence knows.
The stars draw near, the night grows still,
Enchanted by your quiet will.

The roses tremble where you stand,
Their petals fall at your command.
Your gaze remakes the darkened skies,
And paints their void with gentle ties.