Erratically-tossed sequins

Erratically-tossed sequins

   Mark the places of night's stadium -

A netherworld of colored stones

   For the spry flights of cherubim -

And Jehovah - madman or genius -

   I cannot quite discern -

Overlays time upon us

   And I'm a lowly spectator.

One angel keeps an amethyst -

   Ignoring an agate - then ruby;

I do wonder if by chance

   There's a rock somewhere for me ...