A new star heralds the Morning Star’s birth;
Wise men worship the infant Wisdom.
Lovers of darkness strive against the dawn
And, blinking blearily, curse the light
As glory rises to illumine all—
And all is uncovered, all laid bare;
Let those who stumbled in the night rejoice
And set aside the deeds they did in darkness.
I wrote this over the past few days so as to have a poem fitting the season that began this week. (See also Saturday’s prose meditation.) It’s definitely out of my “comfort zone” as far as meter and form are concerned—a few lines edged toward alliterative verse in the development—but we’ll probably return to my usual blank verse next week..
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This poem is also archived on my wiki.
- Epiphany (shinecycle.wordpress.com)
- Poetry Archive: Volume VII: Faith (Part 9) (shinecycle.wordpress.com)
- Poetry Archive: Volume VII: Faith (Part 8) (shinecycle.wordpress.com)
- “Christmas Dream” (shinecycle.wordpress.com)
- “Epiphany” (shinecycle.wordpress.com)
- “Dawn” (shinecycle.wordpress.com)