To thee I pay homage;
Tis not for thine beauty
Of the the flesh;
Though no mortal that
I knowest hast the charms,
Or the grace to disturb
My reverie, when I see
Thee in my mind.

To thee I pay homage;
Tis not for the sound
Of thine voice.
Though no music
Written by man,
Gives me peace,
As what your voice does to me.

To thee I pay homage.
To a woman,
Nothing more, nothing less;
A woman, of flesh and blood.
Not a Goddess
Or one of nobilty.
Just a woman,
Giving of herself
To an undeserving
Man.
Who awakens his being
As if life itself
Never exsisted before
She entered his life.

To thee, woman.
I pay homage,
And say to thee,
Thank thee for blessing
A life, as only
You can do.