A sandy wellspring,
Of love, grace and beauty.
A cup of wine,
With the fabric of the universe.
An hour of simple numbers,
On the bay of a spotless river.
A boat of purple rust,
In a light of perfect steel.
A moment of thoughts and passions,
In the cusp of night and day.
An apple of golden paint,
In the brushing of the wind.
A light of stars and thunder,
On the fabric of the moon.
A gem of red and silver,
In the heart of metal and earth.
A small glass of water,
Behind a tent of sandy white.
A gleaming star of perfect dust,
On the ridge of time and earth.
A constitution of hours,
On a bridge of perfect elegance.
And many years of wisdom,
In a thistle of golden yarn.