It's Christmas at the Sea
It's Christmas at the sea.Oryan cradles a newborn star
Within his ancient palms,
Cautiously perching it
Upon the deep pinnacle of midnight.
Below, a frenzy-
Calamitous tides in bright, soaring chorus
(O come O come Emanuel)
Richer than the veins of God,
Unite the shattered currents
Beneath a Buddhist moon.
Twelve gulls carol in wavering darkness,
A lighthouse beckons the citadel of the sun.
Dawn,
(Nature's first gift)
Wrapped in bows of gentle crimson,
Unravels before us
Like lavender yarn.
Freedom, her second-
Is the sea itself.
Direction, unity, motion, perpetual freedom...
And life-
Oceanic life.
Poetry by Lazarus Knix
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Written on 2009-12-14 at 03:24
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