At sunrise

At sunrise

The volatile light of day
         streams through the room
stirs the retina
         illuminates the objects
that lie within :
         a bed
a sofa
         a table
fresh cut flowers
         in a glass vase
a purple allium
         or a bird of paradise
the pleasure of things
         as they are
each precise object or condition
         or combination or process
exhibiting its own beauty
         facts overshowered with light
harmonies of intention and action
         fixed by first principles
And love lies sleeping still
         naked life in abeyance
beneath the blanket
         the majesty unmatched
of the human form
         body and soul
of my contentment
         warm by my side
to have and to hold
         and to love

John Lyons

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