The tides flow and still she remains,
A pillar against the raging storm.
An icon the world it gains,
To my side, love was born.
Pride instilled and honor she earns,
A glow of heaven, my heart does lift.
Spirits beam, angelic heart burns,
Upon clouds of dreams rests my gift.
She stays, a choice, I know not why,
Burdens plenty, joys so rare.
Streaks of anger, blackened sky,
Her seat aloft she must care.
Try do men to claim the prize,
A trophy, victory is she.
Owns the energy, I am alive,
The man she needs, can I be?
Boundless the respect, adoration the key,
My happiness can she let?
Desperate yearning can she see?
For she causes the sun to rise and set.