Adriano Cavaliere - I met an angel on Peel street

I met an angel on Peel Street. 

She kissed my lips and sang, 

“I’ll give you three wishes.” Not asking, 

Three wishes, my lips rang: 

I wish I were somewhere basking 

Before beautiful things, 

There, where the sun, caught by my eyes, 

Makes of them opal rings. 

I wish I were changing myself 

For some greater purpose; 

Like Orlando, finding glory, wise 

Where the truth may burn us. 

I wish I were told not to quit 

When I showed the nurse my brain— 

For I, like a sparrow, flit and hid 

When the waves came to claim.