David Ellison

 

SKYMASTER

 

 

 

 

 

Far below, the wings are shadowed.

 

Blessing hand upon a flood.

 

Maps of spirit--earth unfolding.

 

Trace the beacons into night.

 

 

 

SkyMaster.

 

 

 

Over moondeep panoramas.

 

By the radar, by the stars.

 

Tin sheds gather on a hillside.

 

Country where the river coils.

 

 

 

SkyMaster.

 

 

 

Valleys echo realms above them.

 

Neon fires along the land.

 

Tiny feet through dark cathedrals.

 

Embers stir in ancient hearths.

 

 

 

SkyMaster.

 

 

 

 

 

Meher Baba Australia. (Aug./Sept. 1996). p.11.

 

My years pass
Like blossoms
In a vase
Cut for me
By the hand
Of love

 

 

Meher Baba Australia. (June/July 1997). p.10.

 

 

THE COMING OF SILENCE                               

 

 

 

 

 

Earth is veiled in static

 

Planes still circle the avalanche

 

Sounds of crowded islands

 

Tears keep flooding the telegraph

 

Then silence

 

Come the hush of love

 

 

 

News of unseen planets

 

Hope is drummed out on ticker-tape

 

Young blood prowls the desert

 

Blues will echo a lonely place

 

Then silence

 

Come the hush of love

 

 

 

Vows given over wireless

 

Souls are wailing through megaphones

 

Make the talking picture

 

Read the script where all time unfolds

 

Then silence

 

Come the hush of love

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Enraptured

 

by the touch

 

of warm light

 

on your afternoon smile,

 

a divine

 

kiss.

 

Longing seeks your face,

 

through blurred creation,

 

this longing and longing

 

to only see…

 

your alluring face.

 

 

 

 

 

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