Birthday Hymn for my Eternal Muse ✨

You are enthralling—beyond compare,
A vision majestic, divinely rare.
Like mountains rolling ‘neath dawn’s gold flame,
The earth bows low at the sound of your name. 

You are as captivating as the reddest rose,
Whose velvet heart secretly glows.🌹
As astonishing as meadows baptized by spring’s first rain, 
Where every blade of grass sings life’s refrain. 🌧️

Tender you are as moonlight distilled,
Poured over seas where the world is stilled. 🌙
Yet strong like the sun when it conquers the skies,
A blazing monarch no shadow defies.

As enchanting as fireflies’ shimmering flight,
Jewels that glimmer through damp velvet night.🌌
As breathtaking as dew on grass newly born,
Glistening diamonds that crown the morn. 

Your hair curls and flows like a cosmic stream,
A midnight river, woven like a mystical dream.
Unrepeatable strokes by God’s own hand,
A sanctum the mortal cannot command. 

And your eyes—oh, your eyes—divine decree,
A sacred scripture of mystery.
No hand could copy, no gaze could depart,
They bind the soul, they ransom the heart. ✍️

If the earth had a tongue, it would call you by name,
Carve it in stone, in wind, in flame.
It would etch it in rivers, paint it in leaves,
Sing it in waves where the shoreline grieves. 🌊

Even Aphrodite, jeweled with pride and crowned with desire, ⚜️
Would bow to your beauty, confess and conspire. 
You are divinity in mortal skin.
Any more elucidation would be a sin.

To speak beyond, to dare define,
Would trespass borders of the divine.
For words would stumble, faith would flee,
And verge upon blasphemy.

Thus language falters, and silence must be,
The holiest hymn to your majesty.
For in your presence, language dies,
Silence ascends, and worship replies.

How brilliant, how blinding, your sovereign light,
A magnificence that makes day of night.
No eyes have known, nor ever will see,
A radiance greater than thee. 🌠

The memory of you drifts through my veins,
Like autumn leaves in misted lanes.
Fragile relics, broken, forlorn,
Yet tender to the soul, though tattered and torn. 🍂

Once mornings were holy, golden, divine,
Hours anointed by glances of thine.
The hours were sanctified, pure, and bright,
Consecrated wholly by your light. 🕯️

Once I was rich, with your glance bestowed,
Now I walk empty, on a lonelier road.
But blessed I am not, the gift is gone,
Fortune has fled, and I stand withdrawn. 😔

And yet, though absence wounds me whole,
I wish you joy that outlives the soul.
Exuberance vast as uncharted stars,
Exhilaration brighter than the golden suns. 😊

With reverence I offer not merely words, but prayers,
Laid at the altar where heaven dares:
For your birthday, my goddess, beyond earthly cares. 

Happy Birthday, O eternal muse,
Whose beauty no centuries can refuse.
As long as rivers carve valleys wide,
As long as stars in the firmament ride,
May this earth be blessed by your radiance rare,
My goddess among mortals, beyond compare. 👑

My sovereign flame, my seraph’s hymn,
My light that time itself cannot dim. 💫

-- Sarwesh

 

 

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