I’m getting to know her.
I’m getting to see her. 
She’s coming out of herself.
A blessing to me in itself.
She’s giving me the chance to be myself.

Oenomel. 
That's what I call her. 
Because of the strength in her.
The strength she knows is not of herself.
It is of The Divine in itself.
I learn from it myself.

More. 
That's what I name her.
The abiding sweetness in her.
Cannot be of herself.
Resplendent it is in itself.
Unfathomable it is to me, myself.

It's a thing of beauty,
To see a thing of beauty blossom.
Her comeliness holds me forever to ransom.
She's a thing of beauty,
She's my thing of beauty.

For Eleos.