Osiris Night
 
Winter Sonora sky
a different blue
High sky cirrus
a different white
Night,
richer deeper blacker void
Elvis on velvet
more apparent
Those things I've seen

 

Set's legions from Leo
come to take us
thinking concealed in
comet dust
Thank our Nations founders
In You we Trust

 

I watched those hoards
illuminated as  they crossed
Your sacred Orion's sword
flamed in your Glory
extinguished in disgrace,
apostate, consumed,
nothingness

 

Twice each life for those of Isis
barely a half a degree in your day,
renewed reborn rejoice
could I just see
with your Great Eye
from pyramid peak
So much, so much more would I be
 

  November 18, 2001 Arizona

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