Farewell, sweet flower-fairy soul—
Let loose thy rosy camisole,
Detach the threads of bindweed's hold
And bathe in lily's aureole.
I'll wear the camisole of rose—
Fragile beauty to decompose,
Haunting fragrance mocks the soul—
Earth to heaven to earth, transpose.
Convolvulus, come bind my void—
Squeeze the sorrow, joy destroyed;
Infiltrate the dark abyss
Of frozen sob, my heart alloyed.
Oh, lily fair, near and afield,
Elegant shaft with snow-white shield—
I'll gather sprays of sanctity,
Unsullied petals blindly yield.
Farewell, sweet rose of Jericho—
Returned to souls of long-ago,
Freed of mortal flowery bower—
Bloom in gloriole's lustrous glow!
– Jennifer van Westrum