Under a sky of celadon -

Under a sky of celadon -

   I watched bees huddle

In frenzied expectation

   Of riding a flaxen petal.

Lupine and globe mallow

   Danced about while sage

Waved at me from below -

   Comprising my entourage.

I saw pale butterflies mingle

   Within dewy creosotes

Then came an argent gale

   Which tugged at their cloaks

And then - the drape shifted

   But my vision proves true -

A celadon echo gifted

   To me that sunny interlude.