
©1997 A. E. Robinson, Ph.D.
Bird of Fire
O Bird of Fire
With Wings to Swim
Who Tells the Tale
of Breeze's Hymn?
And Sings the Song
of Dawnless Night
And calls us Home
to Hunters' Light?
A Time Untold
A Day Yet Known
A Thimble of
the Shore
and Gone.....
into the Brink
so clear
and
cool
a ripple left
a
dauntless
pool.
Arise, O Bird,
and Swim
to
me,
and show your fire
of purity.
Rise, O flame,
into the
night
and make
the River's Shore
shine bright,
and bring
the
Moon
such sheer
delight
that Hunters
deign
to pray
tonight.
©1997-2010 Ann Elizabeth Robinson, Ph.D., San Antonio TX
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Ann Elizabeth Robinson, Ph.D. |
Number of Lines: 42 |
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San Antonio, Texas |
Composed: October 29th 1997 |
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