The Opera.

The Opera.

Permeating in the inner most part of the soul,

a sacred unassailable dream,

flowing with every note,

until you get carried away,

with the pains,

the joys of man kind,

every octave,

is hit upon,

extracted,

and squeezed,

until the senses can't take no more,

gleaming bright from the upper lights,

this night shall always sing towards Padua,

as the artist takes his leave,

tips his hat to all,

then gets to work,

on all that inspired him,

from within the stage of,

The Opera.

Steve.D.Hammond.

Done