Angels came to play today.
I showed them a vision of you.
They turned away in shame
At the power of thy flame
Crying to the glory of god
Blessing thy beloved name
Some flowers were weeping
And wilting
I asked, “Why do you cry?”
One brilliant rose,
A flower queen replied.
“We have found beauty greater than I.”
A chest of jewels sparkled in the sun
The wealth of the whole known world
But their luster paled every one.
At the beam of a certain blushing girl
The bright burning goddess of love
Thy glowing banner unfurled.
A gift to creation below and above.
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