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Created on: November 09, 2010
When he left
the serpent of sparkling diamonds
which ripples and curves and stretches
from one side of night to the other
heard my cry of anguish and
taking pity on me
gently persuaded darkness
to hold a single jewel
apart from the other gems which stud its black cloak.
To point the way he had gone.
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