Arabesqued Damasks,

Pillows Of Liquid And Clear Eyes

Shining Intense Mirrors

Of Green Silvery Recesses,

Tangled Gardens,

Emerald Water-works,

Old Crumbled Balaustrades

Where Ivies And Ferns

Fresco In The Wind

Spiritual Thrills Of Bluish-green Contrasts.

My Liquid And Clear Eyes

Grasp And Welcome

The Bright Run-after

Of Immanent Fountains.

My Eyes Now And Ever

Dilute In Circles

Of Yellow-ochre Water And Flora

And Vanish Off-shore

Brushing Surfaces

Into Threads And Fibres

Of Rainbow Peacock Tail.