Friday, July 2, 2021

The Rise and Fall of Xanadu...










In early days of Xanadu

when we were young and evergreen

and I was me and you were you—

 

the world lay bare for our review

encased in nights of velveteen

in early days of Xanadu...

 

The most mundane was seen anew,

and nothing ever felt routine

when I was me, and you were you.

 

Who could conceive you’d bid adieu

while thwarting enemies unseen

 …thus came the fall of  Xanaudu.

 

And all those dragons that we slew,

were they real or just a dream...

when I was me, and you were you.

 

Let us conspire to rendezvous

inside the realm of in-between

outside the gates of Xanadu,

where I am me, and you are you.

 

© Ginny Brannan 2021


Xanadu is defined as a place of great beauty, luxury, and contentment. See also: Shangri-La, Eden, Utopia.

 

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