The Archaeological Gardens at Giardini-Naxos 7 March 2018 The stones are overgrown with clover now, Drowned by daisies, fresh cape sorrel too; Orange or lemon globes gleam from each bough; Mankind’s Old’s usurped by Nature’s New. To think such careful craft should come to this, We muse while roaming at our modern ease. God’s art will conquer all our artifice And leave the rubble to the brooding bees. In the Villa Communale, Taormina 9 March 2018 The bushes shimmer, shedding dawn’s dull shower: Jasmine, trumpet vine conspire to join The bougainvillea in fiery flower Under Sun’s still cloud-stained glowing coin. I drink the scents in, greet the gurgling doves, The bold birds singing in the cypresses: The whole world seems to teem with little loves. I strain to ken what every creature says. With softened roar, the waves caress the shore. Take your tone from us, I hear them say. Quell your worldly quests, your lust for more. Make all the music God can grant this day. Pray that everyone on earth may find This morning’s mirthful mood and restful mind. William Ruleman recently visited Sicily for the first time. He likes to write about his travels, as in Munich Poems (Cedar Springs Books, 2016).