in the indigo skies
above the peaceful lake
flew an alabaster swan
she coursed a furrow
through the thermal air
her wings fluttering
in graceful decorum
as the eve shadows
fell upon the lake
she rested neath
a weeping willow's branch
for there she'd
be enfolded
in he moon's luminous light
as stars did sprinkle
glinting sparkles
over the lake's glass surface
as the break of the morrow's
brilliant blue sight came
her wings did rise
to take to flight again