Daybreak, the beginning

The azure autumn sky crackles
Crisp the air
Laser sharp
An undulating cyan reflection upon the gentle silken twisting waters

The humanoid geode figure
Half in
half out of the water

Gingerly at first but with greater urgency as the sun ascends
Sparkling granite shot through with flecks of mica shudders
Falls away . . .

Rising from the crust of the now inert chrysalis
A pink
warm human
detaches himself from the bed of amethyst crystal

The Tyeer
appointed watcher
gliding on the water rises
Assumes a position
hovering just over the left shoulder of the new mortal

“Hello Bill.
How shall we balance the day?”
“Where is everyone?”
“Already up.”

I work some of the swiftly fogging crystals lose
hoping to hold a few of the dream sequences
Then I stand
humbled by the colors of the day
I turn
first regarding the discarded husks
of so many other awakenings
Then looking to the rim of the plateau
looking to the place in the sky where the sun moves

Suddenly alive
I start up the hill

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Chyfrin the Celtic poet

Artist, Poet, Electrical/Biomedical Engineer, Actor, Playwright, Set construction, Educator, Lover of womankind and single malt scotch

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