Ultima (The Island Suite)

Featured art by Maren Klemp

Listen to Ultima by Richard Charles Stevens (The Island Suite)

Listen to The Island by Ladytron

She is glass
She is glass
She is glass
To see right through
.
She is glass
To see right through
In all alluring forms I view
A flawless masterpiece
Esteemed the leading light of modest few
In crystalline
Her eyes bid deep delight
To days preceding night
To steep the rise of mist amidst the fall of morning dew
She is glass
To see right through
In all alluring forms I view
I see her true
.
Such lawless flight
Invites an audience to testify skyline anew
.
Rhododendrons end their bitter feuds
With mead renewed
Bid seeds adieu
Extend their tips in thriving bloom
Climbing the horizon
Timing runs to guide the sun and prize the moon
.
The song of siren breaks the silence
In defiance of displacing gloom
Her crystal gaze permits embrace through distant haze of wistful faces mute
Resolute in making plain the diamonds in her eyes in vibrant boom
She is glass
To see right through
In all the flawless forms I view
I see her true
.
A dream is not a dream
Less She be fevered in salute
Setting scene serenely
Keenly reasoning commute
A dream is not a dream
Less seen through eyes of blind faith runed
A dream is not a dream
Less dreamed for two
.
For She I fall asleep
At peace no mind supplied to ill at ease concede that I will bleed
Denied the guiding light She oversees
Inebriating sober seas
The moment She proceeds
With the diplomacy of waves in open sweep
My soul to keep
I give to solely She
Of glass
To see right through
Adored in all adoring forms I view
My soul to keep
I give to solely She
Of glass
To see right through
Adored in all adoring forms I view
.
Adorned with jewels
Her vesture strewn with every treasured gemstone and bijou
For She is glass
To see right through
In crystalline
And disinclined to mists that rise amidst the morning dew
Her dawning eyes comprise a rousing symphony
Arousing bloom
To bind the sun in twine with moon
Esteemed the honest flight of few
Both light and shade delight the view
The flawless form of Ultima
My final breath penultimate
For only She can kiss me back to life upon consulting her
Would gladly die exalting her to high of modest few
For She I shall be glass
To see right through
Through single brace of eyes
Embrace all flawless forms we view
.