You are the sun, I am a candle. My words are mere shadows compared to your beauty. I bow low to your beauty, for how can a candle be compared to the sun. Today I dance in joy. Thank you, sweet Muse, with love and light, I hope to return what you have given me.
John
Mike Oldfield - Muse
Sweet Muse
For Shanti, The Sun
Delicate and soft, Sweet Muse, your song holds me so close, two hearts beast to breast, beat as one. Apart always together, Together always apart. sweet moonlight,soft starlight, You summarizer, so beautifulSweet delicate Muse.
Sweet Muse your song hints of paradise, A play beyond being a man,a woman, a silent space, tender as moonlightit touches the face of a pond. Angel, sweet Muse tell me of this wonderful place, this heart felt tender lace, more.
We are all hungry and thirsty for concrete images. Abstract art will have been good for one thing: to restore its exact virginity to figurative art. (Salvador Dali)