Like a Falcon swiftly passing on the way to a kill,
Your beauty surprised me;
As if the dream I embraced,
Embraced all I could be.
Now, only you are real to me.

As the Dolphin rises and in huff bliss,
Flays the air with its rising;
so, I too leap like freed seed.
Oh, however hard I try to capture you
who alone are real to me.

The cuffed pistil and the rosy splay,
I see in my garden every day;
The heel marks of some creature’s path,
remind me of your shadow, like a photograph.
Still, you alone are real to me.

you take my hope away, with every careless pass,
you soar long enough to say: “I am love but beauty passes,
and you can only say good-bye;
above you I will soar your soul’s aloneness
and you will never curse my cruelty.”