Poem

Epithalamium

I stood abreast the impassioned tumult
of rivers met and joined
in foam and roar
heads west, each acquiring
each lending its force to rush
downhill to fulfill the course of its first collecting

Off, here and there, great bends
small rivulet’s cast about to find their way

I watch beneath the breast-white moon
that reflects the greater light
yet in glory all its own

The stars draw their zodiac
and men cast their course
this midnight sky draws all thoughts
from earth to the celestial and bright unending, revealed

these many lights and small
one endless canvas, illumines the earth before the day
exhibits the sapphire thrown

these marvels all, float on
flow in joy, to meet

a calmer canopy, where storms shall cease
a purer sea, where all is peace