There, at top, <br />Lonely poplar sublime in a Mirage, _ <br />Naked letters without a metaphor, <br />The eremite did not notice beauty of a cypress, <br />And in it there was a pleasure … <br />Blind innocence, _ excitation in the Mirage, <br />Squeezed out love juice of the moon …<br /><br />Gioom Galen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blind-innocence-excitation-in-the-mirage/
