An architect’s dream

Watching the painter painting
And all the time, the light is changing
And he keeps painting
That bit there, it was an accident
But he’s so pleased
It’s the best mistake, he could make
And it’s my favorite piece
It’s just great

The flick of a wrist
Twisting down to the hips
So the lovers begin with a kiss
In a tryst
It’s just a smudge
But what it becomes
In his hands
Curving and sweeping
Rising and reaching
I could feel what he was feeling
Lines like these have got to be
An architect’s dream
It’s always the same
Whenever he works on a pavement
It starts to rain
And all the time
The light is changing

KATE BUSH
Aerial.

Sweetness of Nature

Sweetness of nature and true wit,
High pow’r, with equal goodness join’d!
In this fair paradise are met
The joy and wonder of mankind.

Extract of Ode « Love’s goddess sure was blind » 1692
Charles Sedley ( 1639-1701)  English poet 
Blow/Purcell Odes and songs ed Mirare