1. Yellow it plunges from green canopy
As a shining star fell in the deep night

2. It has branches plunging over its trunks
Like clasped fingers twisting round the palm

3. So he who had guided me proffered it, as though
The sun was its mother, the full moons its kin,

4. Thus it came into view, famed for its beauty, arrayed
Loveliness its bosom friend, charm its companion.