Spilling through
a window pane
incandescent light
renders otherwise,
the wind sighs,
its cup runs over
a dancing ring
around the moon
as bamboo plays
with silver dapples.
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Marousia 
Marvelous, tranquil, sublime.
Thank you so much – I really value your opinion – so pleased you liked my poem
Ten, small lines … creating such beauty within your poem. Lovely đŸ™‚
Thank you Peter – delighted you found beauty in my words
beautiful mental pic…and makes beautiful music…nice scene you paint
Lovely. I want to be there.