WINTER MOON

Winter's marmoreal sibyl murmured
through Nature's whispered
encomium of swirling white and blue,
echoes of her etheric edicts 
rising past ash-veined pillars of Nyx's
palace into ravaged realms
of ancient battles where unborn stars
now rest.

"Life alternate dances with Dark and Light
through Birth and Death,
through each great circle of Creation.
Such is sacred natural order;
sole Time's hands could rule its course.

This eternal lore-master speaks to the wise 
who read the trees, the heavens,
the silver script upon my arcing pathway,
the flight of the crane over divine waters.
Thus shall the river of your consciousness
shoal, quenching the flame of thought,
enlivening the spirit,
leading you toward celestial shrines.

There, the altars ray forth a stillness; 
by such you would hear the Source.
Sully not this pure tranquility; 
speak a language made bare of words,
one that invokes wind, fire, sea and stars,
that kindles existence from within.

Let your being bear this silence to your
fellow men, for to illumine their souls,
that you may be Elysium's earthly altars."

© 2015 Lily's Verse
Lilium Candidum

Image: MOONLIT WINTER LANDSCAPE
Source: picssr.com
Artist: Louis Douzette