PROOF
Would I fear fire?
I am clothed in roaring flames,
blazing tongues
and golden beacons warding
the silent, eternal
revolution
within.
You and I are as Earth and Sky,
facing pages;
our song rises, a dust script,
a bridge from Home
to azure Home,
the faraway haze that shadows
and raises the ground
that makes us.
We plumb the mystery of loving;
Chimes echo the souls
of Winds they never hold;
Wintering Branches
write of Spring’s crystal depths
against a distant
blue Canvas, the seasonless
Season that enfolds all
but touches none.
We know a placeless place where
Song meets a Voice,
Proof of a Flower beyond the fire,
the one path to its perfume
through Flames
that curve violet around
the Universe.
© 2022 Lilium Candidum
Lily’s Verse
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