Domes of Love
How
often have I slept under the dome of heaven
My
eyes illuminated by bright smiling stars
Against
marauding dark clouds over our lives
I
tread on thorny paths of exile
Three
decades of transatlantic dreams
Seeking
to reverse the tide of my
Life’s
dreams
I
have returned now to the scene of my birthwaters
In my
dreams I smile
Under the shadows of domes of love