Ode To Thee, And Sense With Glee

If I ebbed my heart in wonder
Would moonbeams glisten among the thunder!
To ebb my beauty, within my heart
Among the seeded skies, where heavens part

My notion among the poses
My life among the roses
To shed a tear from fallen skies
To dream and ponder, as I sigh

Deem my eyes, by heavens wings
In light of love and finer things
If I ebbed, while minstrels play
Would my heart be turned to clay!

Notions sense and notions noble
By my own hand, I quill
An ode to thee and sense with glee
Alas one thought I conjure thee

May I walk, with false clad hands!
Among the shadows, fade of sands
And hew my haven, heavens part!
The ebbed thy beauty of my heart