shadow poem

during the sweeping of many partings,

a gift appeared

through an open window,

dressed in breezy curtains

white cotton lace

Sir Sun,

early morning,

parading in full gallantry,

the horse king leading his honor guard,

of golden beams

riding into the kingdom's lush green party grove,

surprising golden rivers into sparkles

flowers into bursts passionate

honey food into celebration

reflecting all directions

prism energy singing in readiness,

colors sprinkling their rainbow shades

preserving their integrity neath this cycle,

constant bridegrooms

deliriously painting our very first morning sky together

Bisbee, AZ

1974