The Barque of the Hidden SunThe world was nothing, silent, deep,A cosmic, endless, darkling sleep,Before the first dawn learned to break,For the Hidden One’s own sake.Then rose a sound, a whispered word,A golden voice, the first one heard.From Nun’s dull waters, vast and cold,A mound of earth began to bold.And on that mound, in primal …
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The Barque of the Hidden Sun
The world was nothing, silent, deep,A cosmic, endless, darkling sleep,Before the first dawn learned to break,For the Hidden One’s own sake. Then rose a sound, a whispered word,A golden voice, the first one heard.From Nun’s dull waters, vast and cold,A mound of earth began to bold. And on that mound, in primal light,He stood alone, …
The Ballad of the Steady HandThe Ballad of the Steady Hand
The Ballad of the Steady Hand
He did not come with trumpet's blast or armor shining bright,But with a pair of work-worn hands to hold me in the night.He did not speak of fortunes grand or epic, noble tales,But showed me how to fix a latch and how to trim the sails. The first time that I stumbled, and the world …
Midnight’s Sweetest CourseMidnight’s Sweetest Course
Midnight’s Sweetest Course
With twilight's curtain drawn so low,The evening's hush begins to grow,And in this quiet, I confessA tender, hungry hopefulness. It's not the pantry's stocked arrayThat calls my thoughts to drift and stay,But you, my sweet, my only thought—A feast of fortune I was brought. Your laughter is the sugar's dustOn skin where fleeting sunlight's thrust.I …
A Ballad of the Boy King
Beneath the sun of Thebes he rose,A child crowned gold and fate,With fragile hands he bore a throneThe gods themselves had shaped.His name was carved in living stone,Tutankhamun, young and bright,A flicker of dawn in a troubled age,A torch against the night. The temples whispered older truthsLong buried, bent, and scarred,For once the land had …