Saturday, August 13, 2005

Always Sunrise Somewhere

Only Sunrise

I see the waking,
slow enveiling,
azure whispers of the world’s slumber.

Through the branches’
chance elopment,
find gifted five points of an ancient star.

Slow eyes rise above,
void fulfilling,
embrace grey and opal palet waiting.

Shifting clouds of dawn,
fingers un-entwining,
flickers of smiling, crashing billiance.

Figure of rapture,
soul entancing,
show me the mem’ry of the face of God.

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