IN DREAMLIKE revelations I divined in intimations neither young nor old a treasure precious more by far than gold so I a myriad other quests declined the precious pearl to venture out and find whose true existence prophets long foretold a pearl that could not be bought or sold nor manufactured, synthesized, or mined the pearl I sought throughout world wide on mountain summits where the cold winds blow in valleys and in forest glades beside in desert sands and in the ice and snow in surfaces that did the treasure hide for they but outward-looking faces show but you unlatched a portal from inside and did to me the precious pearl bestow when you vouchsafed your heart and did confide and in my soul I did its contents sow and now forever after we’ll bestride the orchard of the love that we did grow
