Those sundry amber lakes
there are sundry amber lakes joyous,
enriched by the labor of timeless hearts
and stout in burnt persuasion, bay leaves,
triumphant moons that arch stars to proper
evolving tender harmonies beyond
autumn quakes of mystery in june
where divers collect fortunes, brilliant
honored posts that cling and propose marriage
that are diving towards the morning dreams,
reluctant only at the whistle of
approaching officers intent on oppressing
a school of fish to the crash of the wave
lead on, my unsung strangers
until day gives rest
break on, my triumphant morning
until the divers return
follow their brilliant echoes
and redeem the night
that left us waiting
for those sundry amber lakes
where morning is singing