RUNAWAY STAR

Your godlike gaze I seek each twilight

amid an ocean of eyes.

Where sails the celestial ship that was

once my mainstay? By your

ocular beams I relinquished a sensate

world, your name a signifier

of a higher war, of a call to silent prayer.

I rent every veil, ripped apart

layered dreams, taking the ether alone

for my canvas and parchment,

our rapture for pigment and ink.

Do you now plough through cosmic seas,

your phare obscured by

clouds of dust arcing into my renderings?

How came you to divagate

from your chosen path? Did a stray stellar

storm wrench you from

your course, casting you out of your bright

domain into blackness,

doomed to wander along walls of whirling

winds, through echoes of 

prayer and praise illuminating the stillness? 

Do you regard man's realm still, curating

harmony and peace through

your own vicissitudes? Do you struggle as

he, trapped in grand illusions of

dissembling light, descending into despair

upon their crumbling? Would that

I could barter a lifetime of breaths, ford

floods of fire, for to serve the one who was

my salvation! Yet, naught could

hinder this sacred circle. May you,

flaming chariot, ever journey truthward.

© 2015 Lily's Verse

Lilium Candidum

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