Nova
A celestial dance, infinite grace
in the grandeur of
ancient yearned place.
A Red Giant lassos
his pearly bride,
keeps her from roaming the desert face.
A vow is exchanged, a cosmic bond living,
alive with galaxy,
given one to another by God;
Adjoined Space.
In the depths of tandem harpazo,
a love beyond our understanding; has coupled
reciprocal, a birthing primed to know.
Lies the truth that binds us all.
A ballet for recital,
of widst gems divine amidst and showcase prime, meridian arrival.
Bodies that are not our own-but owing to
iconic avatar- webbed in their entwined bed
of aligned magnetaur, lustrous gowns to abide,
disrobe, abode.
Their affinity of unity shines -forth betrothed.
A radiant personae patronus light aglowed
avowed bestowed to each other finds.
"Genesis".
Allowed, us to gaze upon this wondrous coronation corona Borealisis promenaded of bride's afterglow.
In the eternal dance of time and space
upon her face.
"Satellite perishioners are we."
The Crown and Astro jewel shows
in the pregnancy of electrons.
"Advocacy Dewdrop Weep".
The White Dwarf, a royal sight
wearing the Crown of Nova in the idealic bright.
In the stardust, a dance unfolds
in the verdant magic of a cosmic verse.
A vow a white wedding, on sight.
Of bond and light the Crown and Astro jewel at hand.
A story told of Universes-Universal delight.
Vespers of the facets bend,
a lightning sent, reaches Khartoum, breaches Paris under Worm Moon.
Eyes, compliant-
like radiant whispers of the wind,
beckons us to roam, ingathered
tomes of spoken rune of -
union in understood tongues.
Through rustling leaves and rummage gentle sighs, gamma, alpha, theta, cosines our hearts
streamed through our eyes-
in constellation participle participant parts-
carries stories of ancient skies of persistent Avalon.
A cascading of secrets sheets its sunspot proximity
to reach,
in each ethered astero, a faeric-tale to unfold - radio activity-Aurora
of unity chaste and battles won,
in an aura and its keep to hold.
In the desert cold of dreams chases beneath
universal sun-
of Pentecost,
warming
Nordic Frost of the voids of Ralkon Dis.
Speak of wanderers and wayward bones,
Of broken hearts mending their holes.
Realming in this immortal coil.
Trying trials in the truth that binds us all,
Implies forever to fly- an echoed call
and creates native soil.
Copyright ©
Jude Herrick
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