Oh emotion plunged
deep into substance,
dark wall that protects
the sapphire spire:
thick rinds of stones
basic to softness and strength,
to the burning secret
and the hard shell of night,
eyes inside,
inside
the encrusted radiance,
waiting quietly
as a prophecy
that a lucid stroke could unearth.
Oh dazzling transparency,
orange of petrified light,
light’s full force