Wednesday, January 18, 2012

retrospect

long before she called me a son,
because i shone as the sun,
i was beaming in her belly,
fresh moulded in heaven,
and i was lovely a son,
and now we are one,
and we have met,

but even before we met,
my love was greater yet,
the world in my debt,
for i was an ally to venus,
i spanned the heavens,
and bordered the empty void.

and in the expanse of life,
in the wilderness of strife
whilst you lost all belief
i came and you were relieved,
you saw and you believed,
with hope you healed and lived,
even as all around you fell...

Long before you would see,
all around you crumble,
as the facades would tumble,
i made it humble,
lest you cry and gumble
i cried so you had joy,
even as hecuba queen of troy.

and long before our eyes locked,
in your heart i sow a seed,
to yield love bountifully
behold it grows beautifully,
it branches in awesome splendor,
i reap from my aged endeavor

and long after iam gone,
you'll have what ive done,
and forever we will be one,
i, your loves son.
Who shone as the sun
and not a finger did burn.

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