How many steps to climb,
through atmosphere into the stratosphere,
where may reside a luminance of words to render clear
the likeness of her self that dwells inside.
How does her self show to my wondered eyes,
and how then do I with my words convey -
vocabulary reaching to the skies -
the graces far beyond words to portray.
Off words, on viewing; anyone will find -
a glance shows the perfections dwelling there -
all qualities of person of a kind
as to elicit praise from everywhere.
Belovedest perfection that I see,
the doubting look when listening to me.
Perfection ·A Thousand Words