Beyond the Rims

Pure crystal light; entangled in strings
Of sterling silver, sprung forth from tonight’s
Heavenly orb, falling in rivulets like shiny tears,
Precious tears spilled from a child’s eyes.
And where Diana rides her night after night, through the midnight
Veil, speckled with gems that twinkle and glitter. Spilled
Across the darkness pinpricks of diamond dust sweep along
With the midnight dance-along with a symphony of music that
Sings and glows with luminosity in this Winter night.

The breeze lifts attires off mahogany arms, bare with gnarled
Fingers that reach and grasp where the breeze
Sweeps and chants a magical poem; mesmerized leaflets flutter to
The ground in excited dancing swirls, forming circles of forest glades
Under Orion’s shiny light, his club raised to strike, and his belt to guide.
Followed close on heels is imperial Sirius, burning fiery
And constantly bright, who runs through the night like a dandelion,
And it dances amid a field of magical flowers.

A rosy blush blooms upon a soft pale cheek. An immortal flight
Descends with immortal wings to the pair of hands that reaches
Out, expectantly, to receive the gift from its welcome embrace.