As the late snows fall on Jericho
I catch flakes on black velvet
To be the Great Preserver
Of an elegance they won't know
Sublime! Sublime!
A symmetry fixed in negative
I wrench the rude contraption
With gloves that creak in the keen air
But all my words have sublimed
And the wind whips through the beams
As a youth she taught me beauty
A stack of rough notation
No fragile aggregation is unique as her warming smile
The negative draws my tears
And I am on my knees
None of these unique crystals is as unique as she
Sublime! Sublime!
A symmetry fixed in negative
When on a lonely night in Jericho
A Great Preserver steps outside into the snow
When he falls
Will his bones
Warm and sublime
Into the ether
Like her?
Up into heaven they go…