Floating winter cloud
Cream on golden honey
I sip the red sky and wait
For the ruby sting of fire
Smoke angels sing
Black crackling chorus
I am a stony ship and sink
Into a silent twilight field
There is a rippling mirror
Shattered by the wind
Deflecting diving stars above
From the empty deeps within
There is a sleeping idol
Tarnished bronze on silver sand
Who dreams the blanket waves away
To stand in the sun again
divine….sheer beauty…