On Beholding Beauty in the Midst of Debussy

On Beholding Beauty in the Midst of Debussy
 
Wine dark Aegean tresses
Splash in downy waves
In frequencies only seen
By her eyes of soft blue fire
Reflected in the silver mirrors of time
Where sutras blossom on shores of nirvana
In azure pebbles of Mediterranean glass
That shine on the beaches of dreams
To gather in pools on hourglass sands
And fall like stardust into fathomless gaze
That touches Pegasus’s wing
With the hem of skirts unfurled
Into the Pi of a zodiac spiral