Sitting upon this blessed
Soil
To rest my weary bones
I marvel at the lusious home
You have prepared for me
I look around, next to me
below my feet and wonder
At all the wild flowers
You preened this Earth with
I see art , delicasy
A Master mind behind it
And wonder in dismay
Who !
Who has the skill
To paint as such
With so detail, and vision
Who knows to knit
With such a flair
a carpet fit for Kings
And in my heart
Rejoyces
The thought of You
My Lady
I look up, to the sky
And see deep blue, that crowns me
With diadems, of precious stars
That flicker to my wish
Oh, lady
The beauty of it all
Excells !
Beyond compare
Your beauty as Above
Below
Stands out
For all to see
And I marvel
Oh, Goddess.
Silver trophy winner
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