Her feet white petals that gilt the dark ground
She left soft impressions, a fairy's bath,
said word to none, and she was never found
To glide so near our hard hearts again.
Beneath the willows she waved brief farewell
Who called the sky to answer her with rain.
Now dewed with tears she felt her bosom swell
Her last breath as she took her fatal leap.
For her the water opened as a maw
Swollowed her whole for Naderi's arms to keep.
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