Even before that day we met
on that Station of blessed fate,
Seeds of heavenly affection was sown...
Now, to divine love it has grown.
Etched upon the stars is destiny
Disguised as chance and serendipity.
T'was Cupid's quest to verily enchant...
and bind me to you entranced.
Upon this heart-struck pilgrim,
wings my heart was given.
On the sky below, I see stars strewn...
As I soar to a love made in heaven.
Mere words cannot express
the passion and longing I profess,
for my dearest, once, I had never seen...
Now my Love, My Happiness, My Queen
Christopher Hall JMR