The Sylphs Lament I’ve buried you beneath the yarrowWarding off the fever of my griefDown the manzanita path,My tears mix into redwood mudFlowing past lady ferns andSpanish Lotus Blue witch nightshadesimmers stillIn the porcelain teapotsitting under the moonlightOn my dandelion lawn.Waiting for our shared life But this battle was lostBefore my contract was signedI bartered…