Held warmth in china earthen void
the roots need dark to find their way
and into flowers now displayed
she dreams she dreams
a dozen dancing shoes foray
and flutter songs breathe everywhere
in full.

The river crossed
and in her gleam
a notion of some further shore
where He drinks tea
and loves her more.

Oh Fancy, back and back again
who sends you where
you have not been
and lures your deepest fruits to find
where all are lost but heart in kind.