Infinite stars in a clear, dark sky,
Study their shimmers and their shine,
Mere delicate specs of stellar light,
Each one is divine.
But none are as beautiful as you.
The tear-filled eyes of an unversed mother,
Gazing down on her newborn child,
Amazed by the innocence of her own creation,
Love pours out as her heart beats wild.
Though she’s still not as beautiful as you.
Behold nature\'s sunrise from high in the hills,
The very first light of the morn,
It’ll stun, startle, and confound you,
Our flawless warm orange of dawn.
Yet it’s not quite as beautiful as you.
Spend a night with a spyglass,
Scouting Venus and Mars,
Watch how they glisten and glow,
As they dance with the stars.
Still neither is as beautiful as you.
We know how sound can touch us,
A nightingale\'s chime as it sings,
And though it’ll charm and allure,
Spreading its rich, pure wings.
It just isn\'t as beautiful as you.
The first shedding of leaves,
Revealing autumn is here,
Scenes of orange, yellow, green, and brown,
Their lure is so blatant and clear.
However they still aren’t as beautiful as you.
The seraphic purity of a crisp, white rose,
Sat lone among a sea of blood red,
This is you through my eyes in each realm that we stand,
Please believe all the words I have said.
Nothing in this world is as beautiful as you.