Poem written by Cheryl Beer in the streets of Florence …

Walk in the steps of Dante

If I walk

With his sandstone

At my side

If I walk

With his limestone

Beneath my feet

If I compose statuesque

A melody so sweet

If I sing for him on cobbled square

Bronzed in marble

Half prepared

Will I walk in the steps of Dante?

If I let go of ink and pen

My mind racing to the page

Then back again

Read my words in different tongues

Less vulgar

Touched by everyone

To change the face of language known

Where greatness painted

Once at home

Will I walk

Will I walk in the steps of Dante?

No …

For my words fall

Like a sideshow

Of cheap trinkets

Sold on bartering streets

Destined to adorn

The fridges and key fobs

Of those whose feet

Will never trace his steps

Florentine Thoughts …

Do the things you love

And trust that the Universe

Will embrace those things with you

Don’t worry whether or not your creativity is good enough;

Embrace that which makes your heart sing and be what you are