THE CLOISTER

The Cloister

The wide, gold portal lead to the diamond sun.
I witnessed rosy petals open, one by one
In the umbrage of a cloister, free from all lament.
Like breezes stirring in a vase, emitting every lovely scent,
The wells of the enclosure, so very redolent
Left me dazed in wonder as I met my lady fair
With cherry blossoms dancing in the tresses of her hair.
We strolled as a god and goddess through the garden alive with vines
And we drank from the matin dew
A manifold array of mystical wines.
We fell asleep in rapture beneath a willowy yew.
As we reclined amid the eglantines
Beside the silver sea
Your thoughts were of me,
My thoughts were of you.
How I wonder where went the spring.
In summer's saffron echoing
We heard carillons play from harpsichords of white.
Then Venus ascended with an angel's wing
And she brought with her the night.

- From Eternal Verse By John Lars Zwerenz