from fiesole
through fires burning
these eyes do focus
on things seen
by countless others
from a crescent hill.
-
overlooking a great
and noble place
where black and white
patterned marble
has taken on the glaze of age.
-
a familiar dome
once the envy of others
breaks through
a carpet of fog
in vertical defiance.
-
through the olive branches
hissing in the wind
those waxy leaves
symbolic of peace
have grown through wars.
-
the once scorched earth
sings out in joy of dew
the scent of sweet figs
thickens earthy notes
through fires burning.
