A fantasy poem, with an edge on faith.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0mMFZKnSFo



I welcome in the beauty of this luminous blue moon
and as I watch the brilliant ribbons of blue and silver light
I join this soothing space we angels call twilight ;
And as I flow into the depth of night, I hear the song of
Choraleers in plight,
" Oh dawning rose of golden lore, sing to me of more! "
From whence does even flow of peaceful breeze arrive
on these resplendent golden flutes of sages from afar
I hear the tune within my ears, like channeled birds of lace:
It's like a fan of heaven here where every music note is Grace ;
In taffeta she swings in soft arraying through the air,
she pairs her faithful arms for an embrace, while stars un-chair
Beneath the galaxy a silent loon glides by and I,
like all the living things on earth begin to fly
towards the blazing lustrous mirrors of a heaven's high...
I welcome in the beauty of this luminous blue moon,
then lose myself in her polished sky and say a prayer,
for you and I.....