CLAIR.

sweet summoner 

under winter moon,

i call to you in glass domain

to show me things

i was promised in all

my lifetimes ago.

prove to me

the birth of hope

and the death of dominion,

and show me who better

to warm my bones

than white fire eternal?

here i am found

interwoven in snowfall sanctum

like a dove perched upon

a dying branch ;

show me the way

to transparency's vein,

that i may interject myself

like a drug of reason ; 

for i long to be 

the string in which

all of this makes sense.

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

Dear June
Your words to portray your emotions are amazing and you bring in a bit of nature..."here I am in snowfall sanctum"..."like a dove perched upon a dying branch"....The flow is perfect, and thoughts so meaningful
Warmly, B

[Buddhistboy73]

Thanks for sharing this heartfelt poem about the moon and our emotions....

This flows nicely and made me stop and think about my place in the universe....

I like the way you engage the reader with your words....

here i am found
interwoven in snowfall sanctum
like a dove perched upon
a dying branch ;

Happy New Year.....:)

BB73

[Davidgeo]

"like a drug of reason"

I like that line in particular.

[Emunah June.]

Thank you very much. This was a piece I kinda wrote inbetween household chores, so I am thankful you like it.

[Davidgeo]

Purpose makes me feel warm inside, even the mundane stuff.