Tuscan House
for Signor Bellini
There is a house in Tuscany
so mellow in time
her stones share secrets,
rose of love, gold of life,
black iron of private endings,
history furls with green vines
around ancient windows
glinting the embrace of belonging
in a country-side steeped in reverence
for ancient gods of earth and water
the wine of communion
with each rock and flower.
Here is the quiet of paradise
a spirit-place that calls me
the pulse of all that beats
in my centre.
Katherine L. Gordon
