Infantes Beneath A Riven Firmament
Contest: 2026/03/15 Write a Beautiful Shadorma
Sponsor: Constance La France
Through Author’s Lens: “Where the world groweth dark, the child yet keepeth the dawn.”
Cold winds stir
Silent dwellings wake
Small shoes wait
Pause again
Mothers scan dim firmament
Night draws ever near
Thin clouds drift
Vast heavens hold breath
Young eyes lift
Slowly now
Why cathedral bells recede
Birdsong breaks to hush
Pale dawn comes
Radiance parts mist
Bare trees speak
Low murmur
Children step into morning
Hope stands unappeased
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