La Musique

Monday, January 28, 2008

Everything in Creation

Oh if I could wax lyrical,
What would I rave about?
Would it be the waving flowers of the field,
Or about the morning's freshest dew?
Could I gaze ardently at the clearest sky,
Or relish in the breeze that rushes by?
Breathe in the heady scent of freshly-baked bread,
Or peruse a thrilling book never read?
To admire artworks of the abstractest kind,
Wondering if the artists were colour-blind.
To soar on the wings of the softest melodies,
While tangling yourself in the most complex of harmonies.
Now tenderly hold a baby in your arms,
Fall prey to a child's most innocent charms.

Oh it's the most alluring of temptations,
Just to gush about everything in Creation.

3:58 PM