Could I find pearls enough in my palette
for the nacreous clouds of heaven?
a sufficiently infinte range
in the monotones of lavender,
grey, blue, white
to convey the shifting tantra,
the meditation of shapes,
islands peaceful as purple cows?
Could I illustrate
the sibilant trill of a bird
never before heard,
show the shadow of wings seen from above,
the crows' flight
surprising as black handkerchiefs
flapped to life?