Erratically-tossed sequins
Mark the places of night\'s stadium -
A netherworld of colored stones
For the spry flights of cherubim -
And Jehovah - madman or genius -
I cannot quite discern -
Overlays time upon us
And I\'m a lowly spectator.
One angel keeps an amethyst -
Ignoring an agate - then ruby;
I do wonder if by chance
There\'s a rock somewhere for me ...