Can Look at Me
Jewel box with cover,
Legs, a tail, an eye,
Orange, black, discovered
Too chilly to be shy
Along the trail it blundered
Within the darksome night,
Gusts of wind and thunders
Splendid in their might
But turtle in her cabin
Of sweet unconscious beauty
Calm as any mountain
Will never be unready
Unmovable though mortal,
Unshaken as the sea,
An artifact as beautiful
As this can look at me
Pavel
August 19, 2011
