3: Tambourines

Tambourines at dusk-fall
peal luminous sound-pearls,
bright noises shaken
from an earth-black drum:
fireflies, forest-stars,
blips of celestial sonar.

Rattled beads of light
clatter their gold-glow-echoes
in the thickened gloaming.
Spangles, jangles of glory.
Sparklets of felicity,
which darkness cannot comprehend.

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