Where Almond Petals Reign
A floating petal, pure, wanders the air
As sunlight reflects fresh illusion off
Its unique lattice-veins—this is my child!
One of hundreds to paint Springtime’s blizzard.
In the warm web of the Portuguese breeze,
A Scandinavian princess watches
From afar. Her crystalline pearls shedding
Eye-birthed chagrin—
Why do you cry, my love?
