In the dawn rhodescent
by the moon grown crescent
sat a pinkling baby cloud
under a twinkling purple star
Sunwands kindling
spun him into gold
and sprinkling amber embers
did the world enfold
Then his beams gave luster
to the grap-ed cluster
and shone on raspberry vines
entwining a clothesline
Next he filled the cherries
with sunbeam bubbled cream
and gilded the heartwings
of Godplanted daydreams
While the wind was wending
through a grove of green
Daystar wound much higher
Never heard.. only seen
Soon cloud was pregnant
greygrown with desire
and began to weep
hiding orb ascending
Lanterns in the cobbled
puddles glimmering
Puddles married into
brooklets flowing
Each raindrop a candled jewel
Seed of life the light reflecting
of each curtained window
and each hearthlight glowing
But cloud spent her life in giving
Sun began again to sparkle
multiplied into a million mirrors
on a quiet turquoise sea
Velvet twilight on the gloaming
twas the evening now a coming
on the sea a moonbeam staircase
to an inky sea of stars
Night be false! Not sun unfaithful
We the ones who turned away
We on earth distracted fickle
Could not stay with light eternal
But the prodigals returning
toward the Eastern gate we gaze
greet the Father always burning
with the smile of love unbounded
-saiom shriver-
I liked this poem, very poetic and real. nice images, lovely.