morning gods

i light the morning fire
though today sun will come
warming the floors
drying the wool
hung in skeins
after dyeing.
there is time still
for love to breathe me
before light has turned to day
and the world begins its waking.
these are my gods this morning
warmth of flame
burning dead-fall wood.
chorister robin
low branched
in the elder tree,
singing.
light new risen
etching deep vein shadows
in spring green
leaf translucence.
breath –
all of it breathing.

 

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