I Ask No More Poem by Kevin Hulme

They tell me there is Beauty in this World
Beyond the borders of my foggy Pane,
With many lands of great differing tongue,
And varied Quaint customs of ancient birth.
Such Music Devine by Doric Columns
Under spreading Roofs of Florentine Art.
Sacred Temples flame gold by Evening Sun,
And mighty Falls voicing thunderous Cries.
Meadows of Green near Restless Swirling Sea,
Heavenly Stars like scattered jewellery.
But here within these enclosing strong arms,
My World is at rest and sleeping awhile.
My Radiant Dawn and quiet tranquil Dusk,
And I feel the fluttering, Heart on Heart,
The low sighing waves of soft fulfilled breath,
Her contented smile of being so Loved:
I; hold all World's Beauty-
I ask no more.