I ‘ve moved across the planet to my adopted land.
I live behind “Looking Glass” with Jacaranda trees
and now I call “my home” this Alice’s wonderland.
It's weaving lilac trumpets in a magic lace of bliss.
For so many years I thought myself a halfwit -
nobody is getting the proverbial “free lunch”.
For everything I gained, I always felt pavid,
knocked senseless, numb, speechless, I needed a crutch.
The debt has now been settled with God - he gave me credit,
white magic occurred, my wishes came true.
Few sloppy but lyrical lines I may edit
admiring miraculous lilac and blue.
New Freedom
© Copyright: А Н Е Л, 2004
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