Creator
A GIANT gure carved
from the rock of Night
Chiselled with poignant res of Sun and Moon,
A body outlined with a measureless might
Where heaven and earth have joined their spirit-rune.
A myriad streams ow
from his luminous feet
To elemental spheres of voiceless hush
Where nascent worlds are rhythmed to one heart-beat,
Lit with creations primal roseate blush.
He stands behind the
heaving stress of the hours,
A tower of triumphant Force and Light,
A lonely peak crowned with the Innite
Hiding within a passion-heart of owers.
Lightening our shadowy
blossom of life his grace
Hews from earths clay beauty of a white-moon face.
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