Chasing the dawn
And seeking the sun
Into the dusk
When two become one They open and beckon
About to divulge
Their sweet, hidden mystery
For us to indulge Ivory trumpets
Declaring, "It's time"
Responding, we open
To fragrance sublime Lemon juice trickling
Into a dream
Swirling us round
In luxurious cream Carried away
As the rich dairy milk
Transforms and becomes
A river of silk Surrounded by angels
Our journeys proceed
Tastebuds excited
By rich aniseed Foaming sea washes us
Onto the shore
Bathed in moonlight
In the garden once more