The poem is a 14-line sonnet that explores the beauty of Christ through rich imagery and theological depth. It opens with light fracturing through a stained-glass window, symbolizing Christ’s grace illuminating the ordinary. This beauty arises from both joy and suffering, embodied in a humble king whose love stands alone. His pierced hands bring redemption, his eyes reflect eternity, and his silent presence resonates with a cosmic harmony that draws even the stars. The sonnet reflects on how no human craft can fully capture his tender strength or radiant wounds, yet he emerges as an eternal light within the dust of earth—a paradox of divine splendor. It closes with a couplet exalting Christ’s radiant beauty, which heals and unites beyond the bounds of time.

The light that fractures through the stained-glass pane,
A prismed gleam of grace on rough-hewn stone,
Reveals a beauty born of joy and pain,
A king who kneels, a love that stands alone.
His hands, once pierced, now hold the world’s repair,
His eyes, like wells, reflect eternity,
And in His silence sings a song so fair,
That stars incline to hear its harmony.
No marble cold could carve such tender might,
No mortal hue could paint His wounded gleam,
Yet in the dust He dawns, our endless light,
A paradox of splendor in a dream.
O Christ, whose radiance bathes the world in gold,
Your beauty binds what ages can’t unfold.