The Star

The Star

Beauty, bare and naked, kneels

Seven white stars above, such seals

By greater star whose golden aspect

Shines down upon her genuflect

She kneels on land, one foot on water

Of purity, this is so much worthier

Of delight in vision, of truth unveiled

Of adoration, this entailed,

Undying beauty, this behold

A star so warm, to thaw the cold

And inner light tells out of peace

With such perfection not to cease.