28 April 2012

Gentle swish of ancient water Rising as the tide

Worn down stone and aqua foam Combining canal-side

The gondolas cutting smoothly Through the waters cold dark edge

For 'midst the deep A darkness sleeps That threatens Venezias end

And in a thousand years Will it be known? Or will it drift into legend?

Of Atlantis I'll think If Venice does sink

I wonder if cities can go up to heaven?

ShaunJenkinsThe Fate Of Venice • Opuss № I