Saturday, 18 July 2015


REVELATION

Empyrean streams quench Day's fire,
flood the dusty welkin's
furnaces with deepest violet-blue.
Plumy pearly panicles encircle Polaris,
coronate the composedness
of distant glacial grandeur.

Zephyrus woos Chloris, mirroring the
play of the aeons around the moon,
more light than substance
this sedate night, a wishful sprite upon
her throne, yet, ever mindful of her
fealty pledged to celestial suzerains
upon Time's shores.

A temperate glow, as one of goodness,
of an exalted potency
human faculties shall never render,
silvers the air into a space
of knowing, as though all creation were
nestled in the heart of
a capacious bloom of heavenly radiance.

The glutted spirit rests in the solace of  
blessed visitation; prayers rise into
the æther, the Light heals and completes.
Even divinities would kneel before
this tranquil argent splendour, as eternity,
for one fleeting, hallowed moment,
shines through transience. 

© 2015 Lily's Verse
Lilium Candidum

Image: DOVEDALE BY MOONLIGHT
Source: en.wikipedia.org
Artist: Joseph Wright of Derby

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