Softer

Softer
Than a planished lily
Dull as carpet
By the Tiber
Lighter
Than a hidden planet
In the darkness
Cold and void

Thoughtless
Like a riven dapple
Tumbling
Over rocks and moss
Polished
By the hidden forces
Turning water
Into grass

Partial
Fragrant
Aromatic
Fragments
Burn and dissipate
At the funeral
Of their longing
We shall rise
And turn to phosphor
Like the ocean
And the moon.

25/12/17