Friday, September 25, 2015

Womb of the World


Marcin Sobas photography

 Rasped tremolo-
of cricket knee
 soft lullaby
 wooded melody.
Auroral anima-
womb of the world
silent sacred
night unfurled.

Cover me
oh dawning soul,
your barely blue, and gray
 Delay delay delay-
I bid the day.

Rays slip slow-
horizon creeps
dark contracts
lucent seeps.
cloud canopy-
 illumined mist 
 lighted loam
Oh, holiness!

Cover me
Oh, dawning soul,
your barely blue, and gray-
delay delay delay
I bid the day.

Pavilion pitched
veil drawn
no man prevents
Gods birthing dawn.

And then there was light,
and
It was good.
                          L. Paddock

***

Where morning dawns and evening evening fades
you call forth songs of joy.
Psalm 65:8

No comments: