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Poem: The Prince of Light
Who comes thirsty to the fountain and spring?
The moon & stars reflected therein.
Quenching thirst first on light, on reflection and awe.
The cup flowth over with wisdom with more
Fruits foreign sweet wine to this table tonight.
Who is to marry the prince of light?
To greet dawns wing on a golden flush
To wrap the night in a star filled hush.
To touch me with a spear of fire
Be it true
Be it love
Be it who
Be it you my friend
Dust tired and spent
Who at the end of a journey long
Who sipped the night
Who drank the light
Who sung the song
Of a new life coming
Of a day fresh born
Of a souls awaking
Call out the trumpet
Call out the horn.
It’s the Prince of Light who wakes the morn.