Riding on the clean dew-backed frost
With its hoary heads of ivory
Pale in the glittering sun
Blinding beauty that creates its own
Hues of gold and apricot, dappled twilight
Luminescent rays that stream onto
The glistening waves that shimmer and burn
Raining pale light on the crisp jade heads
Peeping furtively from the pristine mounds
That stretch eagerly, desperately
Towards the golden milestone
Hanging by its invisible string
Clinging to its rare niche in the stars
Drawing the watery beams of its sister
A slender crescent in the cool evening air
The pale new moon spreads its
Wavering wings over the silent stream
And the light blanket of snow
That lies waiting for thaw