this radiant hallway connecting the kingdoms
it's a beaming liaison, an opened portal
quickly closing before a rushing wind
breaking the blizzard in a proud golden flare
a razor sharp shadow cast on the seabed
and that gray somber wave in a wild crashing sweep
is roused to deep blue, thick in this halo
the arms leave the giant and float through the dark
rushing to meet the green and blue baby
its frozen soft sheets brace for embrace
and their ghost leaves a trail of bright echoes
pushing through the air, screaming past the breeze
this ray, this heavy drop of heaven come fast
piercing the winter, shattering crystal stars
the road is paved for the chariot of flames
1 comment:
I love the intensity of the adjectives. My favorite bit is probably the green and blue baby. And I love how the title stands out from the poem, as if it's being spoken during the action.
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