THE WEAVE:

…Destiny recites

a poem to Vesta…

“I looked
     and my wish was granted:

Years of longing anxiously
     ended at Sigiri in joy.

The girl I’d wanted
     was planted in front of me

Immovable as the rock
     turning her body into gold.

She couldn’t speak:
     there was nothing I could say.”

p. 33 The Mirror Wall,
by Richard Murphy”