The curved image.

Reaching in between the ripples of today's time
Liken to sunlight's little golden line
Every day sunlight feeding, O' purple vine
Darkness beacons still starlight Pierces
Where the days sun kept in wrap reaches
Less than in light of day, tho evident
In the face of flowers all in may
The many oceans sounds that came and went.
(C) Daniel A McMahon