A complimentary alchemistical conversation metaformed by Richard Mc Sweeney of the enchanting isle of Éire while listening to a certain image.
Fragrant palms
How to loveliness is the life, Riccardo of the beautiful
woman within me ever smiling through.
Blessings unto the land of my birth; yes, love my Italy
I do more than She the morning sunshine playing
on the lapping waves about her curvaceous shore.
Take my hand and let us to be in the courtyard of Mozart
played out by the shimmering streams of no time.
Truth to glory, but being independent in thought
is my priority to voice delight in the encounter with
margins in the regions of the most high balcony.
Long to love to live to live to love a thousand times
brought to the humanity of one to a hundred and one
dreams all coming through in the windmills of fearful
humility casting itself into the future of the past.
Ever and ever, Anna in the grandest fields of love will you be;
helplessly there will you be with falling joyfully into the great
heights of meandering valleys following themselves about
daily in the fragrant palms of your happiness.
Look there to them and see - it is as I am
saying to you it will be.
©RmS 2016 Sunday, 3rd January 2016
Fragrant palms
How to loveliness is the life, Riccardo of the beautiful
woman within me ever smiling through.
Blessings unto the land of my birth; yes, love my Italy
I do more than She the morning sunshine playing
on the lapping waves about her curvaceous shore.
Take my hand and let us to be in the courtyard of Mozart
played out by the shimmering streams of no time.
Truth to glory, but being independent in thought
is my priority to voice delight in the encounter with
margins in the regions of the most high balcony.
Long to love to live to live to love a thousand times
brought to the humanity of one to a hundred and one
dreams all coming through in the windmills of fearful
humility casting itself into the future of the past.
Ever and ever, Anna in the grandest fields of love will you be;
helplessly there will you be with falling joyfully into the great
heights of meandering valleys following themselves about
daily in the fragrant palms of your happiness.
Look there to them and see - it is as I am
saying to you it will be.
©RmS 2016 Sunday, 3rd January 2016
