The Moon, the Swan, the Rose

The Moon, The Swan, The Rose I see an enchanted image that you’ve never dreamed of With reflections twinkling while dancing on wave drops Of a dreamy blue lake that is a mirror of one white swan A dancing beauty with a pureness that blesses this water She floats like a princess with such an elegance and grace As splendor ripples through a lens of her divine existence A canvas painting as one masterpiece beyond compare As the moonlight manifests a sweet rose in my dreams Beautiful to desire now that nothing shall be disturbed Within a frozen memory a brilliant diamond illuminates As the full moon’s image enters the depths of her soul And a sad, certain loneliness leaves her spirit exhausted Arising before my eyes on the wings of angels I see all Clearly now with an excited, fluttering magical heartbeat Believe me—that this eternal blue sky is incredibly real With a golden orb of light colors reflecting so exquisitely Now as majestic images of God’s Heaven appear above I see His very image of the Moon, the Swan, and the Rose Anne-Lise Andresen, Gary Bateman, and Liam McDaid A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved September 2, 2015 (Unrhymed Tercet)