This is a poem I wrote many years ago to a harlequin bunny upon which I had crushed.
Filmed entirely on location in Exmoor sim, Second Life.
The rabbit was modeled by Aria Lacy.

YOUR EYES
(Confessions to a Harlequin Bunny)

Wizard of dark and dreary tidings
Where shall I find the secrets
Those ancient arcane legends of your defeat?
Where shall my consolation lie
At the end of another soulless day?

What shall the bearer  of tidings be
Of hope and the promise of
A life lived in peace?
In which dark tome of  mystery
Shall I then seek the answer?

Peering intently, I turn my gaze toward the heavens.
One solitary violet star sapphire shines
Amidst a sky of black fur, dark as coal
And whispers my name.

I search the minds of the masters
who seek to tame the natural forces.
But truth is not a natural force.
I listen to the winds of change
And also to the tides of time.
But beauty is not among the winds or the tides.

I hearken to the masters of eternal callings,
The philosophies which shape the thoughts of men.
But love does not dwell in philosophy.

Solemnly, I cast my gaze into the pool of water at my feet
And that same violet gem which graced the heavens
Cries out to me from a white mist of velvet fog, soft as the morning dew.

As the sun sets meekly upon the darkening plain
My eyes seek the paths of gloom
Straining in the darkness for questions unasked.
I feel the answers calling to me and yet do not realize
That the answers are more important than the questions themselves,
That the answers are real, the questions only illusions.

Puzzled, I wander in the garden paths all through the night.

With the dawn breaking over my shoulder a shadow catches my attention.
As I peer down into its black depths my gaze is averted
By something similar amidst the down of white carnations.
It is then that I see two Purple irises,
One among the shadows, and one in stark relief among the white flowers.

At that moment the questions fade into the mists of the dawn
And I am left only with the answers to everything.

It is then that I realize my quest does not belong to the earth or the skies
But that I have all I will ever need
In the beauty of your eyes.