Emergence
There is no one kinder than you.
There is no one who burns half as bright as you.
There is no one gentler, no one softer than you.
There is no one as radiant as you.
There is no one as blinding.
There is no one who towers above all men, as you do.
And as the days pass, your stature grows, the shadows lengthen, the world diminishes.

There is no one who engulfs hearts like you
It is one thing to conquer, and it is another to be surrendered to.
There is no one worthy of surrendering to, but for you.
They say that the eyes are the mirror to the soul. If so, there are none that twinkle as truthfully as yours do.

There is no animal which will keep its companionship from you.

There is no velvet richer than yours.
There is no sun hotter than yours.
There is no sea that brims deeper, larger than yours.
There is no universe that contains more worlds than yours.

There is no sky higher than your flight.
There is no wind greater than your sail.
There is no shore greater than your tide.

There is no ellipse that can shorten your sentences.
There is no fall that can break your run.
There is no height that can faze you.
There are no paths that close their secrets to your footsteps.

There are no trees that do not let you drink from their great roots, from their young vines and the wine of their age.

There is no greater faith than the one I have laid at your feet.

And if the world is an oyster, every prayer I whisper and every thought you weave, pile upon each other in iridescent layers.

And slowly, through all the tumult and upheaval, a pearl as white as virtue and as firm as patience emerges.

For there is no story greater than ours.