A Thought for You

The moonlight that peeps through the clouds,
And melts on the pearls at the sea shores,
And twinkles on the silver white lotus,
But bows and fades to your beauty.

The smoky rings of fire with fragrance,
That splutter and reign the blue sky,
And as a lightening spark off the night,
Compares less to the sound of your laughter.

The halo of the bright red lit Sun,
That engulfs the silence of the planet,
And purifies the boundless dark,
But does less to the world than your wit.

The thin smooth lines of a portrait,
That the shining white marbles engrave,
Bestow the charm of pious angelic boon,
And concur to the sagacity of your innocence.