1. A gazelle alluring to beholders
With whiteness, blackness, greenness, and in form,

2. Straight as a rod yet bending as the crooked tree,
Spreading his cheeks, hair cascading in ringlets,

3. Face white in the dawn wrapped as in a turban,
Dark hair crowned as if by night’s darkness,

4. Wine jugs hung on his wrist like the full moon
Suspended amidst a bare and starless sky,

5. Incense smoke rose white and radiant
Like a cloud but not one that lightly passes,

6. It was as if wine cups circled round his neck
Brown steeds wandering under the tavern sign.