Glory of Faith's Triumphant Golden Crowns

Three Tribute poems-- composed by me, For Longfellow blog…. (1.) Glory Of Faith's Triumphant Golden Crowns The rays of morn took their first golden breath Dispersing powers of night's darkling mists First gleams romancing sweet the earthen shores Beating back dark shadows with glowing fists Demanding night accept its coming death! Triumphant crowns! Dawn's first yawning, a parade of new dreams Waking Fate and its ever growing lists With dancing echoes of showers to fall Beating back dark shadows with glowing fists Birthing flowers born from resplendent streams! Triumphant crowns! Sweet the softest callings of better days With man rising to earn his daily bread And Nature singing true to cheer life's all Earth no longer mourning yesterday's dead Future hope setting sail as sunbeams play! Triumphant crowns! Humanity follows its usual course While bright blue-set skies rejoice overhead Teeming hordes traversing their daily treks Across well-worn pathways from life well fed Amidst the carnage of loss and remorse! Triumphant crowns! Father Time speaks demanding to be heard Above the din of crowds surging about Commanding its fleeing hours to obey Sternly obeyed were its arrogant shouts And the infinite powers of each word! Triumphant crowns! Sun was setting, its daily chores all done Mortals noted the rapid fleeing light All had felt the ever changing new course Some with increasing joy, others with fright Dark shadows arose screaming lets have fun! Triumphant crowns! The moon sped brightly forth taking top stage Stars came twinkling across heavenly skies The wise old owl took its same midnight flight Night spread its woven cloak of evil lies While sleeping crowds await first new rage! Triumphant crowns! The rays of morn took their first golden breath Dispersing powers of night's darkling mists First gleams romancing sweet the earthen shores Beating back dark shadows with glowing fists Demanding night accept its coming death! Triumphant crowns! Robert J. Lindley, 2-17-2021 Romanticism, ( That Man Could Wake To See Coming Of Eternity ) Blog poem.