POLARIS

Look to the skies in veneration!

There, my beacon

awaits. As Angels' chariots thro'

vast elysian fields

I glide, tho' to the dark, clinquant

æther tethered, as

the brightest pearl 'pon a jewelled

veil sailing o'er

Eternity's mellifluous waves.

Cynosure am I of wayfarers o'er 

land and sea, 'cross

trailless deserts. Woeful hearts

of lost travellers I

gladden, of wanderers 'pon life's

path, as kinfolk circle

my celestial shrine.

Thro' the tumult of earthly babel

must you seek my

vessel, for my light embosoms

the truths you quest

after. Your intent shall guide me

to your soul, anchor

my path to its thirsty plains.

My glimmer shall trace forgotten

dreams 'pon the bare 

walls of your mind, render revered 

visions in colours sole

your eyes shall see,

limn every soft spirant carved 'pon

your heartstrings.

Let the verdure enfold you, for the

Sun's fire fashions

Nature's robes, my silken spangles

coif and crown her. 

In her embrace shall you journey

heavenward, breathe 

the radiance of stars yet unseen,

unknown, unformed.

Cast your eyes upon the firmament!

Sole thusly shall you

know the light in your darkest night.

© 2014 Lily's Verse

Lilium Candidum

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