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…