they were singing in the temple
women's voices raised in harmony
politely toning to the other
and to the other
...
she moves as a soft cloud
drifting over a hardened stream
like gray through an early dawn
...
Hindu Temple On A Moonlit Night
they were singing in the temple
women's voices raised in harmony
politely toning to the other
and to the other
in synchronicity
and a wise man
in the lotus
sat chanting words of wisdom
the rose so opened as silence tolled
nothing's to be as it was before
and gifts of white petal
fell to form their ground
this moonlit plain
Longfellow's Sea of Evermore