A Feast of Lanterns, by L. Cranmer-Byng, , at sacred-texts.com
In the Pavilion of Green Purity
The green of the circling lawns is mirrored anew,
Across the crystal frontiers 2 that divide
Are smiling flowers and raindrops glancing through.
And lo, the strange blue void wells clear of the clouds
Like a sky beyond a sky, with a blue beyond the blue.
94:1 The great Cold Palaces of the Moon that drift here and there in the moon-mists, once visited in a dream by the Emperor Ming-huang.
94:2 The window-panes.