She is as wonderful as a mystic world

Carved in a blissful beauty of its own

The essence of presence out there

Makes him feel complete so rare.

She came into his world so void

Filled it tenderly with love so bold

That he now sees the world so new

Just as fresh as the morning dew.

A love once lost he found it there

In her sparkling eyes that she rear

Only to be felt and seen by him

Her soul his treasure and his beam…

Thanks for joining me!

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton