i.
water-born,
the dark skies of the lily,
its song of petals
and gauze.
ii.
unwrapped and
white,
rushing in
streams of
bending flower,
ghost of a blue star.
iii.
ghost of a tender night,
calling out to a misty sky -
the breath of a star -
light spaces, stormy opals,
tranquil air.
iv.
sweet flower of
the dusk,
gathering the
glow of the lake,
gathering its
honey’s and frosts.
v.
below brooding clouds
that drop their tears
like heavy dew,
the lake deepens
and whispers,
carries its grey mask.