Posted by: Peadar Ban | January 28, 2011

Gather This Gold

By the bedroom window looking out
Before the day was quite up
Though light had come
Slipping through the trees,
The curling chimney smoke
In greeting; promise stealing
My way and the way of other folk
Who still sleeping lay in shade covered
Quiet  rooms, I stood smiling.
Gather all this gold and beaten copper
Shining in the sky – the victory
Of  light again – light’s meek smile behind
Doric pines, tall oaks, whose limbs
In ermine draped, royal day hailed.
Gather this gold.

Slipping Through the Trees

The Victory of Light

Gather This Gold

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