In Texas God once turned a street to gold
and as an after thought - stretched soft textured air across a continent -
so subtle was the miracle that no one noticed.
In this floating vision there is rumor of another world
realm of singing angels and ancient spirits forever young and whole
and the portent of paved streets of gold - New Jerusalem -
infinitely greater than an evening's optical illusion.
Beautiful, memorable verse. The imagery is extraordinary. Warm regards, Sandra
Texas - so far from God, so near to Mexico. Coronado sought as far as Kansas in search of the Seven Cities - where the yellow-brick-road was located, if one is to believe L. Frank Baum. Great poem, by the way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I've never been to Texas but I liked the poem.10