Olcatio Mi Bab: a Longing


O, elusive words return


Let my passion for locutions come back


Creativity: let it brightly burn


And flaming flamboyance at once attack


To string them yet again like pearls


Inside my head a steady, spinning pool


O, eloquence speak through me as an earl


May my words adorn me like a jewel


In time, perhaps, the torrent will


Be ushered in; in future tense


And anxious pen no longer still


But mind and heart gain calming sense

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