Thursday, June 4, 2009

After Yeats And Lightning Bugged

Dragons dance the sky tonight
In silver flashes winged delight.
Such tremors in the evening's ways,
With breath of wind how thunder plays.
As echo of some long lost sight
Calls to keep hearts from their graves.

Heavens now in growling waves with
Diamonds prowled in shrouded rays.
Flashes drum electric pulse,
Night convulsed in laughter.
Tears from these ethereal eyes
Send my dreams beat faster.

If I could climb this chaos,
Lost, then found in trust.
To crawl inside the tiger's mouth
And flower from the dust.
As vastness comes in form
To report eternal depth,
To be free in the unknown
In the mystery of your breath.
This storm that is your doing
Will also bring you rest
For all that comes
To shake and shimmer
Glimmers with the blessed.

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