Chalice of Diamond Ambrosine

Liquid silk enchants the earthly temples

Of spring-announcing winds.

The butterflies,

In their trail of watercolour reverie,

Have fled the solar furnace

To kiss the canvas of time

With sweet fullness of voidness.

The canticles of ecstasy

Awaken the master of subtleties.

The jaws of pleasure invite

The mysteries beyond to be revealed,

And in their sway of cosmic pathways,

Teeth and tongue hold the key

To the memory unseen.