• It bursts and holds
    a glittering gown for a ghost
    but drifts and fades as we sigh
    and exclaim, bursts again and again.
    Now what sparkles falls on grass,
    whisper in pools, what poem
    twinkles eternity then cools?
    All in a moment made is melting,
    made by a hammer's quick bliss,
    and we depart,lie down by fountains,
    kiss. quick dear stain
    take the high and wed
    bury in the sky
    before dark fades you again.