Madness and Beauty

Sand lands and rooftops,

fields and rivers,

butterflies and flowers,

bridges and waters.

Lovely if they meet.

A murder if they fall.

Your grace unknown,

a tragic beauty,

a beautiful tragedy.

In love, knife, murk,

and candle,

a lovely murder.

Let my senses fathom.

Let your gravity sink

my earth.

Let your season’s treason.

Let me commit a murder or

murder my murder.