Monday, 24 November 2014

Beyond


A world beyond
Where flowers trumpet 
From bases of the
Mother trees
And rolling waves of
Green leaf 
Took form over emptiness 
As singing percussions 
Moved all in vibration
Like movement of 
Crumbled earth
In the echo
of thunder 

Twas the makers
And in threes their 
Company was kept
Keeping the growth
The growing from 
The ethers heart

In times falling rain 
This world did birth anew
For worlds were but
Their children 
To raise and 
Entwine 
To twist and 
To lengthen 
For light from their 
Blinking repertoire 
Gave all what is 
And all that could be

Until 
A crib did sit 
And a clean child
Lay
From their feet 
It sat 
Adorned in a mist 
Of celestial dust 

And I knew I was beholden
To them 
For it was I 
That child

mF 

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