Long have I toiled in the endless dark
In search of something I could not define,
And finding nothing worthy of remark
I did my soul to loneliness consign.

I let the fog enshroud and block the light
And turned my steps to solemn solace face.
Not ready for those eyes that shone so bright,
A gleaming visage full of gorgeous grace.

O! How her radiance cut through so deep
Dispersing from my mind the stifling grey
Quick’ning my heart to take another beat;
A torrent of beauty before me lay.

Possessing a true touch that eases strife,
You gave these dead and fading eyes new life.