Monday, 14 August 2017

The Metamorphose

Under the summer night sky everything undergoes a fantastical change beyond words.

The following is a humble effort to capture the miracle. It was written on a hot summer night a couple of years ago.

The Metamorphose

The starry moonful
Joyful summer sky
Is gently laying down
Its precious load

The luring limpid night sea
Embraces the priceless gift

A myriad nimble ripples
Embroider wondrous shapes
Until the ultimate metamorphose

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