~~ The Decameron ~~
'Come, Love, the cause of all my joy,
Of all my hope and happiness,
Come let us sing together:
Not of love's sighs and agony
But only of its jocundness
And its clear-burning ardour
In which I revel, joyfully,
As if thou wert a god to me.
'Love the first day I felt thy fire
Thou sett'st before mine eyes a youth
Of such accomplishment
Whose able strength and keen desire
And bravery could none, in truth,
Find any complement.
With thee I sing, Lord Love, of this,
So much in him lies all my bliss.
'And this my greatest pleasure is:
That he loves me with equal fire,
Cupid, all thanks to thee;
Within this world I have my bliss
And I may in the next, entire,
I love so faithfully,
If God who sees us from above
Will grant this boon upon our love.'
SECOND DAY
Jesse,thanks so much for the kind comment.Isn't family heritage interesting?....i'm also part cherokee indian(if you have heard of the tribe)my grandma is a full-blood... ;)
ReplyDeleteJulia,
ReplyDeleteone of the main reasons I moved to the South West was the fact this is Cherokee Country; and although I know they "The Cherokee" don't originate from this area, I am amazed at their culture.
What impresses me about the US is; Even though Native American tribes were abused, and robbed of their lands. Misplaced, and forced to accept the reality of European Colonization, they remain intact.
You say your Gram was full Cherokee my message to you is this... I read you loud and clear sister, I can sense the love in your intent through the smell of sweet Sage burning and cleansing the Spirit....
xooxoxoxo
Jesse