The softly whispered mulberry flatteries
by Phillip Gallant
Into those wanting ears of silkworm friends
Were reciprocated by means of their gracious nature
To spin me nets of sheer translucent finest silk
Not needed for beautification or clothing item
But as a valuable, especial tool of occupation.
I do not navigate watery oceans of this world of clay
My fully laden vessel sails for Cumulonimbus’s realms
Where I can cast my precious gossamer fabric meshes
Into many mystical clouds adorned with silver linings
Preternatural in electrostatic splendorous glory
The treasured extraordinary cargo is stashed away.
With bulkheads full to maximum safe capacity
The helmsman is ordered onto a lunar course
As this consignment is destined for specific refinement
Of solar wind, silver lining, spirit and love’s infusing
Compressed into a singularity of total understanding
And inscribed; ‘The most priceless item in my life is you’!