The Look of God

I dreamed but could a dream capture the quiet majesty,
Of Venus dancing through the meadows, carried by the breeze.
I saw the sun break through the clouds to help her on her way,
It must have been a dream that could so carry me away.
Hair just like a prism, shattered the light in molten rays,
Drenched the world in many colors not yet given names.
I heard the mountain call to her, wind rushing down the vale,
And she answered with a song as the wind rose to a gale.
She used no words, she didn’t need them, no words could convey,
Nor could the moon nor stars nor sun on any solemn day,
Compare to my fair Venus, the look of God over her eyes,
And the angels wept in jealousy, in silent crystal skies.

I dreamed but could a dream capture the quiet majesty,
Of Venus dancing in the shallows, bathing in the breeze.
I saw her silhouetted in the sunset by the bay,
It must have been a dream that could so carry me away.
Eyes that pierce like burning diamonds, and love like tender swans,
Lips that bless the world with every breath like a new dawn.
I heard the ocean call to her, the waves came rushing on,
But all the noise on heaven and earth could not drown out her song.
She used no words, she didn’t need them, no words could convey,
Nor could the moon nor stars nor sun on any solemn day,
Compare to my fair Venus, the look of God over her eyes,
And the angels wept in jealousy, in silent crystal skies.

Don't Be Silent

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