Ataraxia
Ataraxia - Fountains songtekst
Je score:
Arabesqued damasks, Pillows of liquid and clear eyes Shining intense mirrors Of green silvery recesses, Tangled gardens, Emerald water-works, Old crumbled balaustrades Where ivies and ferns Fresco in the wind Spiritual thrills of bluish-green contrasts. My liquid and clear eyes Grasp and welcome The bright run-after Of immanent fountains. My eyes now and ever Dilute in circles Of yellow-ochre water and flora And vanish off-shore Brushing surfaces Into threads and fibres Of rainbow peacock tail.