Mind awakens to the sudden sight of			   A before-unknown bright thing: it hovers,

the bee; it signified at once, beauteous—		   plump with pollen, bold against the bushes,

shook off the fog of experience, shining,      [—]        shining primeval fuzz of a whole-body halo,

the color of warm honey: disappearance     [into]       a creature immersed in its own loveliness; so

of sense—so exits thought—becoming			   strange: green eyes gold wings gold body—

a new idiom; I identify with					   a gold strangeness—unalighting—

this first-seen thing—it transforms me,	  [into/as]	   topaz foiled by rich green rosemary—

a heart-harmonic sounding (so: silently)—		    a rare chance sighting—I am, then,

understanding I am not here					    in silence seeking small blue blossoms,

and in the sense of disappearance 	   [in/to]	    beauty I can’t understand, bridge to

the object only as bright as the sun	      [-]	     light only as bright as the object it strikes.