a
storm
su
b
si
de
s
in
my
heart
and
i
th
i
nk
my
tears
are
tr
a
mpl
e
d underfoot
but
n
o they are
caught up to the clouds
nest
le
d
precious
i
n His bottle crystal
perfume
released fra
gr
a
nt
salve to he
a
l
wounds
w of
e t
essence h
t e
Chemist.
