:Constantina

We live in the quest for beauty
Beauty that stirs our soul
And moves our heart
Touches our emotions like ever before
We look for her in wild hearted daffodils
In the seagull soaring against
The deep blue skies
And in your blue eyes oh love
in the famous verse
And in the young actress in sepia prints

The last waltz of the bride
In the eyes of the street child
Who just found a dollar
And joy.

Beauty oh beauty
Where art thou hiding?
I search for you everywhere
In concerts and symphonies
In wild flowers and dewdrops
You never show yourself
Except in disguise
You hide in the warmth of brown eyes
And the serenity of 'em blue
Solitude evades you
You live in Chopins energy
And in Beethovens complexities
And mozarts overwhelming passion
And Vivaldi's tempestuous emotions
You rest in Blakes calm logic
And in Eliots silent acceptance
And quiet cynicism
And in Coleridges vivid mind

I found you oh beauty
For you also hid here
In my heart
I found you in me
In my heart.

: Can you hear the north winds whisper?

There there careful

Yeah, you're almost out

Dont be afraid

Being you is the easiest thing

You'll ever do

Dont shy away

I know you're scared

That shell you live in

It's warm and safe

I agree

Completely

But dont you want to see

A million miracles all at once

The sparkling sunshine

The peacocks dance

And the raindrops falling on the tin roof

Pitter patter pitter patter

Like a tap dancer in infinite harmony

Dont you want to hear?

Dont you want to smell

The warm winter sunshine

The rainwashed earth

And the distant land so far away

Has sent a message for you

Can you hear the north winds whisper?

Everyone waits for you

Come out little child

Bare your heart

Bare your mind

it's like dancing in the moonlight

And singing with the winds

Let it go kid

I promise you

Out there lies waiting for you

A beautiful life

La bella vita, kiddo

Make it yours.

:Cackle of questions

Do clouds remind you of cotton wool?

Do you believe in a golden rule?

Do you dance like a nincompoop?

Do you swear by cream of chicken soup?

Do you believe in piercing eyes?

Do you detest long drawn lies?

Do you love that patch of winter sunshine?

And reading aloud beautiful lines?

Do you love the smell of rainwashed earth?

Being happy just like that, an eternity of mirth.

Do you like being silly and mad?

Forgive and forget when things go bad.

Because I sure do.

And if you do too.

We'll have fun, wont we?