April 1, 2005
Harlequin
by Corinna McFarlane
In the Harlequin Hall of Creation
spun gold and swirls
Slow down enough to breathe in deep
diamond dreams unfurled
In the Harlequin Hall of Creation
where the veil of forgetfulness parts
where mortal frames meet sunbeams
walking with the Queen of Hearts
Don't settle for less
unless unless
you're planning to leave
this is the place we get to create
and get to receive
This is the place we get to call in
our most magnificent art
summon to this stage the play
cherished in the heart.