I see silhouettes in the naming light,
Looking over concourses of time,
Winged comrades muddied by the day.
Through whose hue have we seen the great truth?
Which banner are you holding now?
There are silhouettes in the naming light!
Such a sight, oh love,
Such a sight.
Categories:
concourses, love,
Form: Free verse
Mouths gasp in wonder-
mystical lights dance in tune,
breathless concourses in awe
As God's creatures glow.
Brighter than cool, darkened nights-
Seas of fireflies ignite
Categories:
concourses, animals, nature
Form: Choka