FOR YOU

For you
I would pull the curtain of night
down from the sky
scattering stars across the ground
then gather them up
and build a constellation
in the ocean
in homage to your magnificence.
It's not you that I worship,
but your beauty.
Did your parents know,
when they named you,
that they were naming
a goddess,
the incarnation of a deity.
I don't think they did,
but that you blossomed
into one of the most beautiful flowers
of the world.