the muse to her darling
Come into my world, my loved.
Feel yourself at home among these beautious people
who live only for idealism and golden dreams of beauty.
We live for a better world than this one, which exists,
a surreality which must eventually replace the low one,
that of barbaric materialism and egoism,
but we must not enforce ourselves but keep to patience.
Meanwhile let us cultivate our garden and our music,
all that is constructive and beautiful that favours life.
So shall we love each other to give birth to that desired future
of our dreams, a world of artistry and grace,
of freedom of creation and expression,
of magnificence, imagination and intelligence,
a contrary world order to this mess of politics,
this madness of control, manipulation and deceit,
this havoc of ambition, egoism and greed.
I offer you the contrary, which is the easiest thing,
a world of harmony and discipline and common sense
ruled only by the liberal divinity of love.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-08-29 at 10:17
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130. The Call
Come into my world, my loved.
Feel yourself at home among these beautious people
who live only for idealism and golden dreams of beauty.
We live for a better world than this one, which exists,
a surreality which must eventually replace the low one,
that of barbaric materialism and egoism,
but we must not enforce ourselves but keep to patience.
Meanwhile let us cultivate our garden and our music,
all that is constructive and beautiful that favours life.
So shall we love each other to give birth to that desired future
of our dreams, a world of artistry and grace,
of freedom of creation and expression,
of magnificence, imagination and intelligence,
a contrary world order to this mess of politics,
this madness of control, manipulation and deceit,
this havoc of ambition, egoism and greed.
I offer you the contrary, which is the easiest thing,
a world of harmony and discipline and common sense
ruled only by the liberal divinity of love.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
Read 761 times
Written on 2006-08-29 at 10:17
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