When she feels ready,
Nature draws the cool blue element from my blood swiftly and gorgeously.

I have tried to do the same
But I struggle hard, and miss the vein.

I beseech her at night
Digging hard with thoughts of Might
Then drawing back
And let cooing music overtake me
With quiet hums of meditation.

I let the red betrayal banner blow, concealed in my moonlit cloud
I let the navy river swim
And bubble all alone.

I let the morning light begin,
And pull it all the same.
I let the song come tumbling out
Like stones from heaven's gates.