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CALLASSA
I am Palisades of Silver and of White
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CALLASSA
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I am Palisades of Silver and of White
My hand is held high
I am out of sight
I am hidden because my heart and my mind are thunder
No longer in daytime be you, my beautiful stars, perpetually bright
Your grace in death is to be in unity with me
I am all you shall ever see
Walk slowly together
Take small heed to things
Toward faintness, fading, fallen fruit
Scatter that with the wind, my truest love
Gather in my cloud, forever, to remain and never be gone
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CALLASSA
Palisades of sparkling silver and of white,
Spread across fields of green,
And warmed by sunlight,
With blossom of brown and beauty bloom,
Such perfection, brought through the window of this ethereal room.
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Callassa is the poetry of England.
Palisades is a part of a large work, titled; She Bird Song.
And all of the time there is the multifaceted of life’s offering,
but there is what can impinge and remain an orchid in the psyche.
Words are by Callassa
Read in most splendid fashion by the English actor Philip Hurd-Wood
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CALLASSA
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(c) 2025. All rights reserved
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Adversitate. Custodi. Per Verum
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