STAR KIN

 

The hour bears its glittering honours;

Sirius and Adhara

vie for primacy, twin jewels sparkling

as the brightest strains

that welled from the lips of the bards

of ancient worlds and bygone woods.

 

Polaris stands highest in Nyx’s favour

this Season, alive with

the nocturnal fragrance of jasmine my

fancy deems almost insensibly

creeping heavenward to bespell and

beguile the celestial Charioteer.

 

We rest upon the green of a Heart our

kind have named Earth,

listening for the beat of her dark brown

blood through the knitted

ground older than the names of God

and wise as the Truth of Being.

 

Strum your lute, my Sister! Unstring the

Poet’s tune of aether

and radiance as I uncord his verse, that

its River may lead our sky

to the ocean of his Spirit, that we may

be brought into his presence.

 

“You shine as though sprung from the

Beacon of the North, as a fragment

raying wholeness. The wise claim human

language diminishes the Soul,

yet you lend words your Flame, raising

melody and lyric to Seed and Sun.”

 

“You are the artisan of vision and wonder,

carving inner spaces that

man may fill with the forbearing armour

of Selfhood, with a higher

perception that seeks to free the captive

path and evolve into greater union.”

 

“You regard us with eyes that seem infinite,

made of all that lies beyond

the invisible. And we discern in their Eternity

the essence of vital forces

that weave the Universe, the golden order

that primes Cosmos.”

 

“We of your clan shall sing the flow of Life’s

web, the crimson arc of War

and the diamond flower of Love across the

canvas of Time, beaming into

expression the course of your Star,

the advent of our tribe of purple Light.”

 

© 2021 Lilium Candidum

Lily’s Verse

 

Image: Canis Major

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