Friday, August 14, 2009

Search for a Melody



I


The Sun was covered by
A purple robe.
Regal Night arose.
Day's broken promise
Shatters crowns
to countless stars.

Progress, illusory thing,
shadows bruising
my heels.


Reprove stars
and place it on your breast.

They shine for others,
humbly fading
with Night's conveyance.


II

The Cosmos is
breathless with
First principles

Her eyes again,
more wondrous than
Constellations
showering from
Ivory fountains,
rise to crown
this canopy.

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