The pleasure and treasure flowing, growing in your Art!
Brings nourishment to thine divine Heart;
It is the lilt, Divine had endowed 'tis spiritual Soul,
Who showers, powers, flowers, an endless bower of abyss love to solace.
It is the rare, pure Soul, which manifest thro' throne of celestial:
The emblem, and ember of emnating radiance towards the rejuneval.
Love of divine wave, gave those wonderful, mystical, musical charms.
Let those immaculate words of the Poet, pours sublime chimes.