IV 

In these unbound moments 
Magicians cast spells by gesture 
Liquid moves harmonic 
Hair shines in sunlight 
Rain dapples concrete 
Wind moves leaves in curls like fire 
Whispers through weeping willows 
Where children play 
Scales glitter as 
A fish twists its tail 
Treasure in depth 
Under the night sky 
Possessions become abstract 
As the heart of a candle 
A tapestry, a song 
In perfect pitch and full flight 
A visible yet distant shore 
Gulls cry to the rhythm of the waves 
Halos of the full moon 
Luminous gardens 
Inside, the smell of jasmine and lotus. 

First published in "Potato" 2008.