Dragon Deity

He is the one we remember
the word for the children
the light of the blood
in its native season
the hard incandescence of rubies.

Alive in the heart
of the wheeling planets
he is the sun and nebula
the tipped and generous cup
of the trining moons.

And O we remember
that somewhere in rumor, beyond
the cramped articulate country
where the vision of stars
open to breath and belief,

where faith is the evidence
and all constellations
converge on a still
and joyous center,
there in the reconcuked bays,

in the last home of waters
the millenium of fire
where the earth perpetual
blossoms the trust of the air
in the sunlight of memory

there where the vision
and heart reconcile
with the high mathmatics
of jugdement and logic,
he is there and beyond there

free of arrangement
of reason and passion
where the scent of rosemary
harbors his presence
and the light glints over the sun.

- CX/Defiant -
I probably wont remember this when i wake up. heh.