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When Helios returns, so too alight
Those tending that bright bearer of his glory. They fold their wings in rest from their gay flight, To light their cares in laughter, song and story New-reaped from the vast gardens of invention Long worked by the devoted souls confessing True faith and care to render their intention Confided them together with their blessing. But when the sun departs, the harvest offered And shared out as the sisters’ gleaming raiment Is borne aloft from those who grew and proffered And scattered for new gardeners’ attainment. One fall we’re favored; then the fruits we bring Are seed to bless another tiller’s spring. |
Harvest
from Adrift in the Wreckage : Poems, 1st ed., Dec. 2011.
1st web edition posted 1/6/2012.
Published by Fleabonnet Press.
©
2011-2012 by
Brian Kunde.