Lois and Lemuria
LEMURIA
Where I belong is my Lemuria,
Where ancestors, have placed
their feet, toiled and shaped that
which is my heritage
On the soil they left for me
is where my strength is gained
I do not travel far
I seek no distant visions
It is all at my doorstep
It is where the lemon tree stands
Lusty, unbending in all its strength
My muse and I see Lemuria as
Our North, our South, our East, our West...
Lois Daley ( Port Melbourne Muse)
Where I belong is my Lemuria,
Where ancestors, have placed
their feet, toiled and shaped that
which is my heritage
On the soil they left for me
is where my strength is gained
I do not travel far
I seek no distant visions
It is all at my doorstep
It is where the lemon tree stands
Lusty, unbending in all its strength
My muse and I see Lemuria as
Our North, our South, our East, our West...
Lois Daley ( Port Melbourne Muse)
copyright Lois Daley 2005.
posted by Imogen Crest @ 3:31 AM
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lovely, Lois.
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