A paradise is made of will,
Not afterlife or nature's hand
All visions shall become fulfilled,
By what we know and understand.
Is beauty by itself inspired,
Or else, reflected by the soul?
The incantations of desire,
Invoke most magic we may know.
Written by: Larry Sansone. In order to hone my writing skills (and for my own silly amusement) I am launching the O.C.P. Project: one poem per day for one year. I started the project on Jan.1, 2011 and completed the last poem on Jan. 1, 2012. Poems will be posted daily, whenever possible.
