Born when winds are warmest
When the sun shines high overhead,
When the sea tempts and tantalises
And picnics are most oft spread.
Of this genius heart and mind
We leaf through his printed pages
Still warm thoughts, yellowed by time,
His sweet words like music assuages
Anxious souls in need of relief;
Times of serene quietude
Are enhanced and magnified
Like a carefully played etude;
His words dissipate the discord,
The wild cacophony of the World;
Thus, eager hearts gently open
Like laurel leaves lightly unfurled.
Shelley showed such sensitivity,
Such insight for one young in years,
A maturity rarely matched
By the Great Masters, or his peers.
Effulgent emotions emanated
Profusely from his potent pen;
Now dear reader, refreshed and elated,
Savour his thoughts once again.