1. Her forehead furrowed by the water’s flow,
Her cheeks blood-red where ruddy droplets go.

2. Half-dazed she sways, teeth gently clenched—but then
Her palm, untouched, is virgin among men.

3. Her torch-flame cuts the gloom and travels on;
The beetle wins a necklace made of dawn.

4. She circles those who watch her, and they find
A fire lit by water in their mind.

5. The red that makes the eyewitness head spin—so
The red is very like the houri!