Witness to Perceive

Thou art more beautiful than the first light of a summer's dawn,

And verily, thou art more pleasing to gaze upon.

Hence thine brilliance, which forever doth shine,

Surely takes its origins from the divine.

Be it sorcery, or be it gift of God?

I say that where thou hast stepped, an angel surely hath trod.

Alas, a proper description my words shall never achieve,

For thine beauty is something one must witness to perceive.