A Bride Going

I stood amid the impassioned tumult

of rivers met and joined

in foam and roar

heading west, acquiring;

each lending its force to rush

downhill, to fulfill the course of its first collecting

 

Off, here and there small rivulet’s cast about to find their way

 

I watch beneath the breast-white moon

that reflects the greater light

yet in glory all its own

 

The stars draw their zodiac

and men cast their course

this midnight sky draws all thoughts

from earth to the celestial and bright unending, revealed

 

these many lights and small

one endless canvas illuminates the earth before the day

they demonstrate the sapphire thrown

 

these marvels all, float on

flow in joy, to meet

a calmer canopy, where storms shall cease

a purer sea, where all is peace