His gaze softened at her mere sight,
Lowering his eyes, he swallowed his pride.
His heart remained frozen in ice and stone,
Struck by a sacred hymn, all alone.
The air grew still as silence fell;
Words skipped his lips—he couldn't tell.
His mind was lost in thoughts unknown,
In velvet gardens where love is grown.
His trembling breath gave it away—
Feelings that deep couldn't stay.
He knelt before her in ache and grace,
As time slowed down to embrace her face.