Love's Morning Ritual

Her Love's Morning Ritual

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He writes a poetry of love
to the Bride of Christ.
In the cherry-colored light of morning,
as the gray hush is swallowed up
in bird song,
his candles burn, yellow in the dawn.
She rises up with the blue light of morning
in her quiet eyes
and stretches her long thin arms
into the brisk air.
Her golden hair streams over
her white nightgown
like a golden river running over snow.
She sees his candles burning low
and runs like a child on Christmas morning
upon the cold stones
to bring her soft warmth up close
to the tender spirit of his heart.