Revelation
I hear the raven
Foreshadow gloom,
A jig’s fool
In magic cavorting
From earth to spirit,
Whose cry marks louder
Each fragile second
Like the sparkle of
Stars in the morning sky,
In the blink of an eye
Departed
As you rest your head
This shortest day,
Through window’s frost
I see, our sage old moon
Beckon to a dawn
Radiant and bright
Casting asunder
This darkness pressed close,
Yielding to fate
The light of a new day
Here, reborn anew
On December’s
Silvery cloak
Woven dazzling and
Ablaze – painting a
Spell, boundless and blue;
While this heart swirls and
Drifts, I’ll dance and sing
This winter’s morn
Upon an air more crisp,
Across forest more green,
Costumed and dressed
In the wonder of winter snow –
You sing to me
Dance then wherever you may be, I am the lord of the dance, said he
And I’ll lead you all wherever you may be, and I’ll lead you all in the dance said he….
(Revelation; Discovery; communication of sacred and mysterious truths
by a teacher from heaven. (Samuel Johnson’s Dictionary, 1755))
Undone
If I fell between your
Parted words
In darkness tumble nowhere;
Thus fall without
A hand to hold,
In a burning warmth
Consumed.
If I held before you
Broken dreams
And secrets tied by fear;
Thus give to you
In gestures lost,
To a gentle kiss
Undone.
If I touched your soul and
Searching found
Tenderness adrift and blind;
Thus bind together
Two hearts unknown,
In silent thoughts
Concealed.
In the Raven’s Shadow
In the place where the wind lives
You call my name,
Where clouds gather to decide
And time remains
Like the earth it measures
Turning still,
In a vastness so quiet
It deafens the will.