When you wear your dress
of sheer white
pure and spotless
I sit in silence
seeing knowledge that is great.
When you wear your dress
of dull grey
jaded and insipid
I lie in ennui
breathing death that
seems immortal.
When you wear your dress
of brilliant blue
infinite and azure
I look in awe
feeling the stretching ocean
in a single drop.
When you wear your dress
of abundant green
I stretch my soul
laying its weariness
like a dewdrop on the grass
for your sun to drink.
When you wear your dress
of glittering gold
I toil and sweat
matching my work to your
immediate glory,
beads of pearl on your shimmering dress.
When you wear your dress
of transparent crystal
I open my arms
receiving and giving
all that is forever
a flowing river.
When you wear your dress
of crimson red
Then I take my pen
dip it in your blood
Then creation kneels
in awe before the poet.
