Eloquence

For Priscilla

if words
could express
your loveliness
your depthless beauty…

…they would soar
in endless freedom
profound grace
a gliding eagle
lost in the bliss
of a perfect sky
full of fragrant winds
fathomless spectacles
thrilling peace

…they would bloom
in a riot of splendor
like great meadows
vast valleys
emblazoning brilliant
with spring blossoms
as if a rainbow
were itself imprinted
into the very land

…they would flow
like the wandering waters
of a sliding stream
beneath the verdant shade
swaying canopy
of a dreaming forest
allaying forever
all ambient life

…they would shine
with the gentle radiance
of a full moon
in still clear skies
bathing all beneath it
in quiet iridescence
bringing forth
the deepest beauties
from the heart
of all things held
in the pearly thrall
of its silver glow

… … … … …

words will remain
forever inadequate
infirm to express
the silken grace
splendid radiance
serene delight
mysterious wonder
and remarkable eloquence
of your genuine beauty