a Folly

A folly

is the frame that gives a view its picture

you see

The magic of romance

is to make us feel the world is real

You know the spirit that hides behind its happy being

go on is its call

it does not listen

suggesting rightness

in its wealth

we see ascension in ascension

beyond anything assumed

risking towards success where

surety, the over-seasoned dish

tongues too strong

 is more than we can have

because there’s more beyond it

who will hear the sounding of the sphere?

when sounding in the round

we cannot tell the echo from the source

Truth escapes each prison

Despair will find its voice