So Glorious a Saint The sun turns and shines a bright along her ways, where the benign light that moves the sky passes through her eyes in the upper half of heaven. Which looks upon her gaze where the ends of the earth contain the flesh and blood of her sacred beauty. And the eyes of eternity cry out to her, traveling the sweet path of love’s wishes to the doors of heaven’s kingdom, where the spirits of the divine transform her into all that is beauty. I find myself turning the wheel of every burning desire. I shall make the image in writing sweetly nourish the noble love of ever bold and Italic heart. So divine and beautiful I see her, my beloved sent forth with holy verse that stands with me and has mind with Elysium. By reason of a thousand high souls, she comes to me and guides the great love through. (C) Kevin Brian Wright, 2007
