Sylvia Frances Chan- (Acrostic)

- Sylvia Frances Chan - (Acrostic) Supreme soul of Deutekum, Youthful ever theErytheia of Netherlands, Loftiness thy Nature do I feel in my heart. Vocal titulary, the spirit of artless eremite, Indian soul, my heart pays homage to thee, Absolute pleasure do I feel for thy graceful voice. Fragrance of thy poem fills the nature Redolence of heavenly flavour, the taste, Allowing all to peep thy soul pristinely pure. Nakedness of thy virtue is the field of God, Cuckoo of the land, the native singer the great. Carefully capture the spirit of Mousai, dear pard, Synergy of thy soul will spread the world aloud. Charmed my soul with thy love and support, Hail to thee! my foreign friend I feel I know thee. Above eulogy my heart bleeds for emotion deep, Noetic knowledge thrills my self to feel thy kinship. *************************