the place where poetry resides <br />what mortal soul can tell? <br />'twere easier to say whence comes a dream. <br />what course the wind of heaven rides, <br />or where the faeries dwell, <br />or whether love is able to redeem. <br /> <br />researching realms of ecstacy <br />her verses fill the soul! <br />or spill like wine and leave a crimson stain <br />to ease some grave insanity, <br />should sadness take it's toll, <br />to gladden or endeavor to explain. <br /> <br />her country knows no boun'ry lines; <br />her gentle reign extends <br />from heaven to the very depths of hell. <br />no law her policy defines, <br />nor edict she portends, <br />but those who listen closely to her spell; <br /> <br />partake of wisdom she provides <br />and immortality, <br />becoming loyal subjects of her realm. <br />the place where poetry resides <br />with her society, <br />seems anywhere emotions overwhelm.<br /><br />moon batchelder<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-place-where-poetry-resides/
