Stars, sun, comets, moon and planets; rain and lightning, clouds and mist;
Birds and butterflies and rainbows; dragonflies by morning kissed:
What a sparkling declaration of the minutes passing by,
What a joy, this constellation of sweet treasures in the sky!
Though I hunger in the silence of shut-in days, sleeping, blind,
I keep constantly the radiance of these jewels in my mind,
Hoping, dreaming, moving, soaring–real, or the internal, eye
Loves the beauties so alluring of sweet treasures in the sky!