Dawn rises.
Her gown falls open.
Rosy day made new
Begins afresh, eyes wide.
As though for the first time,
Bird discovers it is bird.
Sun's long fingers preen fur-robed
Creatures awake. The air,
Fresh and clean, folds intricate patterns,
Whispering. One moment replete
With geometry, the next a spinning vortex
Of tossing cloud: Pushing, lifting, enlivening.
Earth renews her face in Dawn's embrace.
Gone are struggle and strife.
Gone the matrix of desire.
Here, the children of men hold open
A door, invite day in, ready for
Their morning ablutions, their freshening.
Time passes in stillness, inexorable
Beating drum. Our heart syncopates,
Joining in a dance with sun.
And everywhere the chorus sings,
Rise, rise, do rise again.
STAI LEGGENDO
Magpie Pearls
Poesia~ This poetic journey started when I began questioning why I write poetry. The assumption I'd come across pearls of wisdom to impart is quickly challenged by readers of "Magpie Pearls", leading me to explore truth in a broader sense. Is truth univer...
