Your Beauty

Golden light flows through your veins
And shines from out your eyes.
The soft breeze of springtime
Touches me when you breathe
And summer comes to me
When you smile as only you can.
The air is full of angel songs
When you softly speak to me;
The world is alight this very day
Because you walk this earth
And the fields are rich in flowers
In honour of your sacred presence.
All is awake all is awake
Just to gaze upon your beauty.