The sun rushes home
Leaving to the lake its golden glory
The rocks stand dark and high
Proud guardians of the lovely landscape.
There is music in the wind
Fragrance in the air
The flowers flaunt their colours
Against a heavenly sky.
Like the soft petals of a blossoming bud
My heart unfolds to the beauty around
It floats like a feather
And sings a silent solo.
With you along it’s a duet
Of two souls in harmony.
I feel like a superstar
On this silver screen of beauty
Acting out the living script
Of our love story
Written in God’s own hand.
30th December 1994
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