Imagining Arcadia
Where is this peaceful utopia of infinite wonder
I've heard much about? I've followed the call of echoes,
and I've searched far and long into the wilderness
I've looked through the haze of morning mist
and peeked through apertures pierced by sunlight
I've relied on the wind for directions, but they blew me
every which way. I've searched the four corners
of my dreams, to no avail. Morpheus, will you kindly
take me there? I just want to briefly get away
from this world gone mad.
Take me to Arcadia to tour the majestic sights on the back
of a satyr, to soar the peaceful sky with the faeries,
to gaze at the stars there at midnight. Isn't this a place
where the rainbow never leave the sky? I want to know
what the zephyr there feels like!
I want to see the place where bliss and beauty reign supreme.
Isn't this also a place where friends and foes, fools and kings
all harmoniously co-exist? Isn't this a place where the wheels
of pleasant dreams are spun? Take me there, won't you,
Morpheus? It haunts my imagination, and how.
Date written and posted: 11/10/2018
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