Opulence is the flower that blooms
From Elegance and Luxury
It's not enough to be blessed with Abundance
If you don't flaunt your gifts
And spend your riches
There is no way others would feel less
If they are not shown how elevated your souls is
How high your intellect
How unbending your will
Opulence transcends mundane possessions
Breathe the light, child,
Bask in the splendid caress
There is nothing in this hall their equal
Or at least they believe it
And we all take part in the delusion,
In the rare comfort of having the peak within reach.
Trifle is the cost of such indulgence
To accept, we are always below,
One way or the other.
And less we should all be
In the presence of Opulence
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Masquerade at the Edge of Dreams
Poetry"Masquerade at the Edge of Dreams" welcomes you to the Dreamscape, one of the most wonderful and dangerous planes in all the Omniverse. Written in the form of verses ─for poetry is the only way to make sense of dreams ─ this book introduces the den...
