The Birth Day Of The Sun: Part III

      III

 

           [ring]

 

 

   softly       distant

 

 

           [ring]

 

 

cry soft ‘n distant rise

 

 

    [ring]

 

 

life’s dawn murm’ring chorus distant
rise in waves white-gold

 

 

           [ring]

 

 

seep, sound, to black-fled sky
pale re-birth rings tidal

 

 

           [ring]

 

 

           [       ]

 

 

th’cold cast of beamed horizon
th’morrow ‘comes today

 

 

           [       ]

 

 

straw, rags, ‘n apron bloodied
myriad maidens passed in bringing life
whittled lamb left bale-atop
he’ll add his arms to cradle

           [still]

glazesome vision
(Merit-Amun…)
betrothed, b’loved, wished-for child

 

[sainted, softful silence]

 

Silent morning.
Earthly peace.
Servant girl re-swaddles.
A trough, now cleared of water, filled
with cloth ‘n wool ‘n hay.

Clouding o’er in patchwork blue.
A crashing wave of fire crests
the eastmost ends of Iss-Ra-El
and floods the world with dawn.

Sett’ling o’er ‘n int’ th’present,
sending out oblation:
initiate anew, incarnate is
the sun – arisen.

 

 

   [sighed silence – soften]

 

 

  [rustled makeshift manger]

 

 

            [                    ]

 

 

                [           ]

 

 

                   [cry]

 

Image credit – Carol Sheli Cantrell

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