shaking like a daisy in september snow

barefoot on ice, arms out like wings

shaking drops from their eyelash feathers

patterned like diamonds of gold and red

cupped hands sheltering unseen treasures

feared riches and plunders under the bed

while the sleeper trembles, soaked in a sea

patterned like asters of yellow and white

each a compound blessing in minor key

probing a barefooted flower child's flight

shaking red drops from the feathers of wings

that tremble like leaves as they pattern the snow