PEACE II

A white calm rests upon the tumult;

Life and Death coalesce

for a moment, arcing as a new vault

over an ocean of broken breaths.

Memory's silver tides await

a forgotten Angel;

she, who once strode upon the Light,

extends a bruised wing

in the dark, mirroring the keeling

of petals in the wind,

of leaves on sky-tinted waters,

echoing the life-kindling sussurus

of the eternal Fount.

The whisper of wounded white pinions

waken the warrior upon shorn earth,

this valiant victor 

who sheds tears too long forsaken

where a child cast her joy

into the Sun, where a hermit tended

the bleeding Dove,

where a mystic blessed

marauding brigands, where a priestess'

invocation rent the heavens.

A new Dawn tints the sighing River,

as, in his reflection,

the hero glimpses the fallen.

© 2016 Lily's Verse

Lilium Candidum

Image: BUTTERFLIES

Source: www.the-athenaeum.org

Artist: Odilon Redon