Eye of Prima

The rain of spring dances to chiming sky Eclosion like ilking rivering sorrow Though joyously raining life Eye of prima sings the light Of inviolable beauty Radiant through timeless juvenescence Of this so pure Lucid water Against the earth And wings I soar… Rose from rain as descending Adorning the feeling of her purity with mountain eyes Moving the earth for a lining of height rain and crimson delicate Like Csharp’s Fsharp bloom