Tracery

Here will be

Always

A traced infinity

Of forms

A filigree

Of vine leaves

And the

Scalloped arch

And here beneath,

In pale diapheny,

Virgins,

Chaste as crystal,

Walk

Stepping silently

As water

Beside the cooling

Pools.

                                                                                                                          Alhambra

Diadems

Of Jasmine flowers

Their only jewels.


JL Dec 14  10:24