Prayers of the Morning Light

[Guest guest]

I thought I was clever, I thought to answer my own unsolved riddle,

the one I professed to ancient and forlorn stars hidden in golden

daylight,

I thought I was a brilliant prayer I confessed to myself

in the shadows of the light as I prayed with the congregation I

called to myself in the deep blue hours of my mourning,

though I have learned to laugh at the loss of any and

all my radiance, these flowers of myself, plucked from the earth

before I could blossom, before the fragrance

lifted me to another realm, full of insight, broken-stemmed

bleeding from my hands and feet, where I nailed myself

to the crooked cross of redemption, right here, now

as yet trying to stand still these wretched shores of time,

calling to my Beloved, drifting as dead wood,

smooth and blanched white in the shallow grave beyond the shadow

of any doubt,

 

exhaled and trembling,

shining in my own light,

green-limbed and growing towards another sun.

 

 

Love-Light,

Ana

[Guest guest]

--- anabebe57 <anabebe57 a écrit :

 

 

 

I thought I was clever, I thought to answer my own

unsolved riddle,

the one I professed to ancient and forlorn stars

hidden in golden

daylight,

I thought I was a brilliant prayer I confessed to

myself

in the shadows of the light as I prayed with the

congregation I

called to myself in the deep blue hours of my

mourning,

though I have learned to laugh at the loss of any and

all my radiance, these flowers of myself, plucked from

the earth

before I could blossom, before the fragrance

lifted me to another realm, full of insight,

broken-stemmed

bleeding from my hands and feet, where I nailed myself

to the crooked cross of redemption, right here, now

as yet trying to stand still these wretched shores of

time,

calling to my Beloved, drifting as dead wood,

smooth and blanched white in the shallow grave beyond

the shadow

of any doubt,

 

exhaled and trembling,

shining in my own light,

green-limbed and growing towards another sun.

 

 

Love-Light,

Ana

 

 

<green-limbed and growing towards another sun >

 

......or another sun growing in those green limbs.....

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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On 5/13/06, OConnor Patricia <gdtige wrote:

> --- anabebe57 <anabebe57 a écrit:

>

>

>

> I thought I was clever, I thought to answer my own

> unsolved riddle,

> the one I professed to ancient and forlorn stars

> hidden in golden

> daylight,

> I thought I was a brilliant prayer I confessed to

> myself

> in the shadows of the light as I prayed with the

> congregation I

> called to myself in the deep blue hours of my

> mourning,

> though I have learned to laugh at the loss of any and

> all my radiance, these flowers of myself, plucked from

> the earth

> before I could blossom, before the fragrance

> lifted me to another realm, full of insight,

> broken-stemmed

> bleeding from my hands and feet, where I nailed myself

> to the crooked cross of redemption, right here, now

> as yet trying to stand still these wretched shores of

> time,

> calling to my Beloved, drifting as dead wood,

> smooth and blanched white in the shallow grave beyond

> the shadow

> of any doubt,

>

> exhaled and trembling,

> shining in my own light,

> green-limbed and growing towards another sun.

>

>

> Love-Light,

> Ana

>

>

> <green-limbed and growing towards another sun >

>

> .....or another sun growing in those green limbs.....

>

 

Ah!