The truest dream which came to me
Came violent and supreme
A lucid dream upon a beam
One without a seam

Drenched in golden aura
A goddess came to play
Dancing wild, by this meek child
Before the rays of day  

Before I could embrace her
She winked and disappeared
The elephantine goddess
For whom I had revered

Of her I am enamoured
Of her I've grown quite fond
The fire in my art she is
Stoking divinest bond