Crowned with streams of sunlit waves
the mane that sits so soft upon thy head
what beauty comes from such a radiant sight
reminiscent of earth and heaven now all wed
Oh peer into my soul, thy lovely gaze
Like oceans filled with grace and perfect peace
So bittersweetness fills me with the thought
that such perfect from above is on but lease
But if today my breath will flee my chest
I'll know that life awaits me now beyond
for you are but a mirror of what I'll see
of what I place my life and faith upon.
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