Burden’d by the error, Meng Chwen,
In sleepless night, sailed a wild sea and thought:
Could it be possible that that which was an error
That would a great cost be to spend on waste
Be changed to opportunity?

And so Meng Chwen wonders:
What would it take for him have his eyes see
From amongst the ashes in the flames of death,
A pair of gilded wings in fiery colours boldly beating,
As ashen clouds paint blossoming rose petals in the air,
And a stealthy body—so majestic—launches from the core.
What would it take for him have his eyes see
The ageless phoenix rise yet again.

[ And so Meng Chwen wonders:
what is ageless? phoenix of words? ]

[What would it take for him have his eyes see
From among the countless leaves of aged pages,
Lovers
Lovers use words on a spear that doth shake and pierce hearts---
How many are there
For though lovers will fade, lovers continue to live
Amongst the
What would it take for him have his eyes see
The ageless arrangements of words in lovers' verses]

[ allude to Keat's Grecian Urn? ]

And so Meng Chwen wonders:
What would it take for him have his eyes see
marble monument
that changes costumes mood of the day
purple pink orange
What would it take for him have his eyes see
[ ]

Ah, could it be possible that that which was an error
That would a great cost be to spend on waste
Be changed to opportunity?
The thought did faintly cross his mind.