I hid my face from you, resplendent gem,
for a moment. The layers of moist fog
rolled over the waters and about the stems
of irises. The trees and grasses beg
the Sun for mercy, the flowers array
themselves in rows like stars. I reflect
on your dazzling beauty, music is played
by the wind in the branches while I collect
the air in my lungs to sing. The gray fog
rolled over the cows as the tempest thrust
itself upon you. I will lay your legs
on pleasant stones, resplendent gem, I must
establish you in righteousness. The weight
of clouds reveals you in the colored light.
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