- Cherished
When quiet days bring out deep longings, then,
with each reluctant turn it's you I find--
the epicycle's center of my mind;
your whisper has revealed itself again.
It draws near like a pensive inward sigh
that clings to curtains of translucent dew;
they veil a winsome world that's filled with you
descending through my plaintive, silent sky.
Within a labyrinth of thoughts I see
one blossom; when the morning sun arrives,
this element of beauty still survives,
sequestered as a cherished memory.
