April

  
Just hang on
'til April
my little sun
or lunar one
the month of rainfall
is your time
for opened eyes
it isn't that far
but enough to bide
full growth to life
born of a star
and satellite
of diamond white
new worlds they do form
reflections spin
rotational
we are within
dimensional
change within
which you underpin .


All ocean jewels
will swim un-fooled
all lucid bright
will shine by night
the eye of storm
looks by , so high
deformed re-forms
acheiving flight  
as I look on
to your full height .