Bo Bartlett - Dreamland (American 1998)
Could it possibly be all the staining love I have seen
Is now before me?
My eyes brim with jeweled tears--
Easily and free--
Each one confiscated from a heart,
Each as promised restored to the return addressee.
Each, my Love, safe.
Tomorrow these emeralds will grow amid the grasses.
This conveyance of the soul you too shall see.