Liquidambar Tree*

Sheer white cotton velvet dream

Still in the silent solar blaze

Laser-cut of a sun-sure beam

Etching the outline of your days.

Seed adornments - a pendant mace

Dries brown to take its winged flight,

Soft o'er my head your movements trace

The blessing fields of summer's rite.

A rustle now, the silken breeze

In tender motion moves the trees

And me to a blue celestial hour,

Rapt in heaven's fragrant bower.

* a tree that exudes an aromatic balsam.