you divine charm-earth!
bring forth my labyrinth
touch my maze and kiss my Styx
and touch my kiss
and frill my ruff
and mix my bliss.
Don't miss any tricks, but
kick the hijinks joggles the memory.
A starry tarn, a moonstruck pond
glowworms in the dirt prevailing
and a thematic inch of ashes swirls forth
to envelope in inspired hallucination
all the particles canticles and mantels of nature.