Element of Fire

I wait for sunrise

Beneath the white oak.

Dew bejewels young corn,

Static pillars of fog arise

In the valley.

Morning stars fade.

Birds wake in the prescient glow.

Twilight sublimates into blue,

Ending the unfixed time.

For years I have come to bear witness,

But only in this year of heart-break

Does the full glory greet me.

Now, through a door of silence

Steps Sun,

First, a crescent of fire.

Serpentine arms flourish and glitter,

Reaching from  the horizon

To warm my heart.

I am

No longer solitary, but

Among a rejoicing multitude
In an infinite well of space and time.

A billion souls,

And mine...

Past and Present,
Quick and Dead,
All One, incandescent,
On the altar

Of Sunrise.

~~ Juliet Waldron