Aurum Is The Aura Of Aurora

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AURUM IS THE AURA OF AURORA





Dawn pastels canvas of dark velvet blue

Then snuffs star lamps she painted by

She draws back curtains where lovers lie

Sparks them to move til night's lullaby.



She pinks the Notre

Dame crystal rose

and caps cloud mountains

with pinkest snows.



Sips the dew from chaliced blooms

and tips the trees with saffron singe

and sows the sea with seed light mirrors

and sews sky togas with purple fringe.



Crowing cock thinks

he summoned her quiet

Yet her stillness begets

the bees' buzzing riot



Next kindles the fires in the grates

and sets the kettles on to bubble

Breaks mouni vows as cities hum Om

Lovesilvers the lakes with power to double



She rolls back hillquilts of mysterious mist.

Unwinds vine tendrils so tenderly kissed

Lifts bird crowns from out their wings

winding their throats that they might sing



Wanded by her molten rays

Dracula is melted clear away

Cloistered petals come out to play

Sequestered sequins start to dancepray



Whispers the slumbering

down from dream stories

and swivels faces

of blue morning glories.



Takes down the moon she hung at twilight

Fires up lattice of moving searchlights

as she throws op the east gate in dawnlight

to wait for her God in demibright



Seeing His blazing face

vanished the night

In his unconditional love's arms enfolded

Aurum is the aura of Aurora unfolded.-







(this poem is dedicated to N Robinson)

: the seed syllable of all soundMouni: vow of silence taken by some spiritual seekers2 of these lines were sparked by Robert Graves in I Claudius

Arun: Shiva as God of the Sunaurum: Latin for gold  

  







NOT TO US ALONE



Not to us alone

does God give pens

with which to write

lines in the books

of our lives

Author's Notes/Comments: 

CIM: may miracles
replace grievances

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