Entreaty, soft and silent
Upon the winter soil,
A spiritual indictment,
A lance to pierce a boil,
A lonely swath of longing,
A yearning without price,
Behold, the meritocracy
We once thought
Paradise
Fortune’s Favor – 5
View of Assisi town (Umbria) in winter, with a vineyard field covered by snow and sky with white clouds.
