To Firenze

Those ideals, that coming from the past.
Not idols, that are mere fruits of progress
And not civilization tricks for last –
Real ideals with savour of the wholeness.

They say you make your children cry
And how work the brains of wisdom,
And how joy of flesh to picture fine-
So, any work of soul touched so briskly.

Real ideals enable you to face
reality of Godly intervention.
And your sensivity gets sanctified by Grace
Your spirit is caught up in the Creation.


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