Sol 5.6

  1. A virgin maiden flaunts her multicolored robes,

    She rose to show us the wine’s froth atop a goblet—

  2. a full moon by night, revealing the sun at twilight,

    beneath the stars, arrayed in the rainbow’s brocade.

  3. Marvel at her, a firmament that has deepened our infatuation;

    with a smiling mouth she rivaled the Pleiades and put them to shame.

  4. I took it for nectar—then we caught the scent of lightning streaming

    into dawn’s deep sea, plunging as morning blazed clear.

Sol 5.6