There is no star, nor all in union –
Can match the radiance of you.
The universe is a dusty shroud
It’s only you who shines through.
Now let all of creation be eclipsed -
Every celestial body snuffed out.
I want for no lark or nightingale
Sweeter are you even if you shout.
Burn all the worlds’ texts of faith
Gauged to you they are not divine.
I could listen to your words all day
Wisdom from your lips –
Sublime…
