The Rainbow's Creation

When the 1st face arose,

framed in starry darkness

seven serpents held the Eagle's Egg aloft,

suspended over hungry lions

13 night lilies blossomed & died

Her eyes were like spies of the Gods

burning into my mind,

I saw the child's parents,

Oceans apart in the rainstorm 

and got struck by the Dragon's

lightning tongue,

while real purple fire

illuminated the sky

She returned, while jackals

rent the first forms, frantic,

searching for Death beyond Life

The 12 are there, speaking in all

colors amidst temperamental beasts

Priests play upon tender courage,

ancient cities drenched in tears, now

recalled only by drunken magi on rainy nights

the people sleep while murmured 

laughter from the cupboard

heralds Dawn's soft flame

    The Rainbow's creation

        is beautiful

        

            Fire in the waters

            burns the waters,

            Desire for the Earth

            melts dark clouds

        previously published in All Seasons (2021)