Katie M. ©2013
Vespers of light seep
through the blue velveteen night.
The birds sing of a dawning hope,
That this day will be as the very first.
And, as if some part of me can fathom,
The unfathomable mysteries of the universe,
I sense myself unfurl under the rising sun.
With deepening breath,
Heart nourished by tears and fuelled by
The insensible fears of the dark hours,
I am strengthened.
I am strong.
I am reborn from the power of
The light and song;
The beat of all hearts,
Of beast and man.
I am flesh made art.
I am soul made iron.
I carry myself through the wooded lands,
the stone-ice mountains, the soft watered lakes.
I am a precious cargo, a heavy load,
But I am resolute.
I am sure.