re: June 2011 SEVENTY-FIVE WORD CHALLENGE -- Mosaix Victorious!
A Song for Solomon
Balkis, the lovely Balkis, was concerned.
“The King is unwell,” shrieked the Queens of Mesopotamia and Tyre.
“He lacks,” the physician said, “true nourishment.”
“Bring him food,” cried the Queens of Abyssinia and Egypt, squabbling over sweetmeats.
“Bring him drink,” called the Queens of Syria and Persia, squabbling over wine.
True nourishment requires more, thought Balkis, leading Suleiman to tranquil gardens.
“Sit, O Lord of my Heart, and listen,” said Balkis. “Once upon a time...”
A Song for Solomon
Balkis, the lovely Balkis, was concerned.
“The King is unwell,” shrieked the Queens of Mesopotamia and Tyre.
“He lacks,” the physician said, “true nourishment.”
“Bring him food,” cried the Queens of Abyssinia and Egypt, squabbling over sweetmeats.
“Bring him drink,” called the Queens of Syria and Persia, squabbling over wine.
True nourishment requires more, thought Balkis, leading Suleiman to tranquil gardens.
“Sit, O Lord of my Heart, and listen,” said Balkis. “Once upon a time...”