MOTHER AND PEARL

Awaken, divine Mother! Helios sleeps,
the hour of subtler gold
shall dawn with a flood of your gilded
nacre, with showers of pallid fire. 

Stream your fulsome fulgence, blessed
Mother moon, gentle and restoring,
over crags into plangent,
pulsating blackness, into ancient caverns 
and crevices speckled with 
the blood of the fallen, resounding with 
echoes of battle cries and betrayal.

Soften its gravid starkness, soothe its
torment, becalm warring wights,
that peace and light may endure, till you,
celestial arbitress, as Mother,
may once more enfold the darkness,
renew your solacing.

Rise in your silver chariot, Elysium's 
beloved Pearl, for Poseidon 
awaits his 'light as a poem with dreams 
in her eyes'. Spill your argent
beauty upon his restive waves, gaze into
his mirror, that his daughters may
for a moment wear your radiant crown.

Suffuse his treasure chest that craves to
hold your matchless glow,
the glory of your tremulous haze. 
Revel in the glamour of the lustrous sprite
who regards you from azure depths,
as the High Priestess anoints your altar.

By and by shall Eos emerge from eastward
Gates of Gold. Bid the earth farewell,
o Womb and Child, Mother and Pearl,
Muse and goddess, till Nyx cloaks the skies.

© 2015 Lily's Verse
Lilium Candidum

Image: RADIANT MOON
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Artist: Edward Robert Hughes

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