[Tena in Araby][27th March 1975]

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Tena in Araby

Glittering pinnacles

Staggering into the Sky:

Concrete rulers and

Sheer crenellations

Shimmer against the blue.

Deus, Machina,

Which of the forces am I?

Where in the World do I spring

Or within?

Sun-baked Arabia,

Renaissance under the Sand:

The richest beggars of Gaia

Die in your view.

In the cool of the courtyard

Water sprinkles the air:

In our silence the song of the fountain,

Our love, is our lives.

My love lying with me,

Fairest of all in her joy:

Child of Crusaders,

Love in her nakedness

Clutches my heartstrings,

Binding our hearts into one –

We are bound.

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