Waltzing stars whirl

Centripetally into

silver linings

A Scintilla

Of elegance dances within

Thorns of roses

Styles of Symmetry

Aline our lives in glorious,

Symmetries of Style

The shores above slept

soundlessly, tranquilized by

tickling summer rays

Petals kiss the ground

Shackles imprison the sun

Fireflies divide

Perfectly aline

Snow sublimes from filtered skies

Perfectly aline  

Like carbonate

 to oxalate the Whyda

dissipates