Waves gushing their way to the shore,
Birds flying, chirping the lore.
Clouds sailing through the skies, in motion,
Trees swinging to the tunes of the ocean,
It is you, who keeps them in creation.

Early morning, the sun in the horizon,
Here you are, greatly beholden.
In my mind and soul O' dear one,
My poetic thoughts overflowing my pen.
They are only of yours, dear one.

Mid afternoon and the sun so bright,
My face washed off by a ray of light.
I rise up and think of that ray in delight,
None but you come to my sight.
It is you, that ray of light.

Calm sea and the starry night,
But sill reminisce of that ray of light,
None but you come to my side,
It is you, that ray of light.