An Artist's Masquerade

Every tree is draped and dazzleing

Hanging lanterns strung like spiders web

We've unfurled our own scripture in the skies

Our own prophetic scroll of stars

 

Everywhere there are people

Everywhere they're dancing

Hearts are just as lovely

As the holiest of holy

 

The candles in the wind

Stronger than you think

Lavender and rose

Flowers on the door post

Passover sweet angels 

Passover

 

We collapse into the arms

Of laughing drunken ones

We may be the fools

The ones who carry on

 

As the band decends

From their spotlight throne

The people go on dancing

Until the dancings done

 

Then falling to a grassy bed

Everywhere we dream

Of paint and poetry

The music and the chiseled hand

 

A whisper of the gods

Given to mortal men

Our muses lean and spin them

Into visions in our heads

 

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Tsenumaic

This piece had my mind in the most beautiful imagery. Inspiring.


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