Bizarre is blameless; special spells delight;
All oddness thrills; rare earns an orison …
A blackbird´s song ecstatic if it´s white
And, hearing it, my gloomy mood is gone.
Obscurity is piety in flight:
A blue-flamed iris – gliding regal swan -
Sets fountains gushing tears at its mere sight:
Half-smiles that jealous roses raise are wan.
What´s commonplace is Revelation´s beast:
Its vanquisher becomes my saint of saints
In precious triptychs limned with rarest paints;
Whilst genuflecting, rich robes at my side,
I´ll give up flowing worlds for that unique
Blue solitaire Bavarian kings seek.
