The God Behind The Veil

"O fairest rose, with rosebud mouth," I sighed, "Why, like coquettes, thy face for ever hide?" He smiled, "Unlike the beauties of the earth, Even when veiled I still may be described."

Thy face uncovered would be all too bright, Without a veil none could endure the sight; What eye is strong enough to gaze upon The dazzling splendour of the fount of light?

When the sun's banner blazes in the sky, Its light gives pain by its intensity, But when 'tis tempered by a veil of cloud That light is soft and pleasant to the eye.