A R L E T T E
Merry Xmas 
All the stars above and the planets too
Will always shine bright just for you
For you're forever with beauty endowed
And your gentle words, soft and ne'er loud
Speak to the heart and to the soul of man
Like a lark winging its song o'er the glen.

R<oses and violets, pansies and daffodils
Fill your secret garden with a fragrance
That makes even angels swoon and fills
The heart with the joy of sweet dalliance.
Scents of paradise, of youth ever-lasting
Of sweet songs on angels' harp humming.

Lile a mountain stream in early Spring
Briskly flowing in the crisp morning air
To the tired heart soothing waters you bring
And the cloudy days with a smile make fair.
The sky above mirrors the magnificence
Of the nature that you adorn with innocence.

Eternity is to be sought in the way you talk
Ever so wisely of the need there is to walk
In lightness in the sacret footsteps of the Divine
With muted tongue on griefs that make us pine
Bearing all without as much as a sigh of regret
While others with bated breath pant and fret.

Tender is the night when your presence is felt
Which with auric warmth as if by magic melt
The confining shackles of my ice-bound mind
That with the years passing are inclined to bind
Me to a past that dazzled like birds of Paradise
When I dared to dream that my star would rise.

The years go by annd with them our joys and woes.
The flowers bloom for a season and they too die.
The birds, sing as they may, and as our life goes
Must one day, alas! stop singing and no more fly!
Sadly, long after we're gone, the sun will yet rise
And shine on an earth forever closed to our eyes.

Every light is a harbinger of the darkness that is
As darkness itself holds in it the promise of dawn.
The storm that rages sooner or later surely ceases
And frightful night is followed by peaceful morn.
Such is in my innermost being the sweet serenity
That pacifies my soul as it feeds on your inner beauty!


Claudio  Wye