Monday, June 3, 2013

They overlaid the spheres with golden rings

They overlaid the spheres with golden rings
and ornaments. Then they explained the praise
presented as an offering would have amazed
the angels. Pursued by the work of kings
she hid among the best that the Sun brings
forth, and then waited for the call to raise
the dead. The cloudless morning has displayed
the plan and method of her outstretched wings
as they searched for flight. I hold out a hand
and seek the love of things eternal, the seeds
of wisdom that have graced the land and freed
the flowers from oppression. I leave brands
and marks behind to listen to singing reeds
reverberating across the secular lands.

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