I, so long for Shangri-la tides carrying me away to Cannaan, rising upon the blue firmament of heaven’s third bow
My heart's deepest whims thus desire, depths within dreams of felicities pure
Therein I walk roads gold, heralded within jasper, opaque walls
To paradisiacal earth, bound by 'twelve’ pearled gates and 'TWELVE’ layers deep of precious, foundationed stone
I
Jasper, jeweled by jade forests and poppyseed fields, pale like spring’s deep tea
II
Sappheiros, a holy stone wisely adorned in velvety-indigo
III
Agate, laced in earth’s rainbow; a gleaming eye
IV
Emerald, new and lush, the heart of spring, renewing a freshness and vitality of spirit
V
Onyx, courageous with a duality of soft, marbled-white hues
VI
Ruby, an inextinguishable-flame, with a boldness in nobilities of kings
VII
Chrusolithos, like a staring pair of lion’s eyes—glowing
VIII
Beryl, stone of 'Tar-shish’, dressed in a pristine lightness of aquamarine waters
IX
Topaze, a silvery-fire of topazian truth
X
Turquoise, a tranquil, mottled-webbing of carved-blue heaven, slipped to earth
XI
Jacinth, a flowering-ginger rose, spreading light of glistening sunsets
XII
Amethyst, like violet-dews and lilac-shimmers of 'Deep Siberian’ musk