Beauty oh beauty I’ve fallen on knees
Raised up mine eyes so that all I might see
A visage that’s shaped like the center of posy
Expression of cheer with a cheek that is rosy
A vision that makes all good fortune’s reversal
A bargain for charm this rare’s not universal
Like glimpse of a seraph in well hidden glen
A lyre-playing naiad so regal, yet zen
How might a creator come up with your being
What mythical star-sign could they have been seeing
Not sure that it matters, this earth has been blessed
Though ephemeral as a brief-visiting guest
My soul still refreshed as if supping from fountain
Restored youthful zeal from elixir its spouting
For beauty like yours is as healing as tincture
Storied and polished, your aspect be fixture
On pedestal high, where the exalted belong
I worship you, goddess, you’re Gaia reborn!