I thought to capture beauty

And hide it in my breast

I tried to lure a sparrow

And keep it as my guest

I siezed a fair Monarch

But crushed it in my palm

And scared the little deer away

By preaching it a psalm

Beauty tried to dwell with me

But I was not at home

Sweet birds bid me sing with them

But I could only moan

Monarchs lighted on my hair

I ignored and didn't care

A doe gave birth before my eyes

But I did not then realize

How fleeting beauty is