ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
I am a three-year cancer survivor, on disability for arthritis, living in San Antonio, Texas. As a published freelance writer, I enjoy sharing my many experiences and exploring additional ones. My writing is eclectic reflecting my many interests. [February 2000]
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Disquiet In Hesperides Sandra Lee Larsen
Where has all the happiness gone? The days of sunlight and daffodils, Kubla Kahn had Xanadu, Arthur Camelot, Ours too, a world apart, carefully spun with dreams.
Slowly shadows began to move over that garden, Our place encircled with love, seemingly secure. Tho’ I thought them only passing clouds; they stayed, Stretching farther than I could endure.
Something foreign had entered there, Into our hideaway, meant only for two. The sunlight has dimmed, the moon is obscured. Restless moves in the leaves, there are feelings too thorny to endure.
Please, please my love don’t go far away. The walls are weakened now, There are stones of trust bumbled down, Strangling vines of insecurity grow.
Your distant footsteps echo, Sounds of music shared and loved, All those things of our special Shangri-La. Take my hand, we’ll return to that land.
I want for us to be there forever. Forever, and yet another day. Until all around us are ruins and crumbling dust. My heart’s poignant plea is to again live happily.
Come, come let us not delay, not another day! There are more memories yet to be spun. Together we’ll repair the walls and that turret of love, Reawakening harmony and savoring delights awaiting our rendezvous.
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