Novam Stellam Lembos

Awaiting verdict,

A flutter begins within.

Perhaps this muster

Will prove too lofty a bar?

Oh, be still my doubting heart!


I can see him there,

Standing before his elders,

Bearing scrutiny

Calmly and confidently,

Honor evident within.


Sitting in the dark

After sending him, alone,

Standing tall upon

His merits, not just resting

Upon his laurels,

The warmth of the car is pale

Beside the glow of my pride.


Outcome regardless,

The flare of my love for him

Eclipses the sun!