Sunrise at The Cave of Treasures

SUN TODAY!!!!!!!!!!1Hope it stays. I am going to work for a while this morn then venture to the sands at low tide. Me thinks I heard a whisper in the early mist ...
a breeze across the edge of light
something passing with the night
a breath
a call to venture on the traveled sands
a thousand times the
spoken name of source design
was echoed
now is whispered
in the faint of rising suns

korrigan and sprite
hold stance
and watch the east
amazed at all the changing of the waves
they scatter at the scent of coming winds and rain
and wonder what slight tremor brings the birds to flight
perhaps the poles are shifting in the light
or inner worlds are lifting veils
or continents dividing loafs and fishes
for the children of the muse
nay
merely waves against the tide
a lifting from the see
a shadow
follows paths of former dragons
in the night
(held under foot to treasure's cave and depth...
St Michel at his best)

if not for all the foam and stir
one never would have seen
the silki
on the stone
or heard the puff of air between the waves
to synchrnize the veil
hidden shades of pale
a venture toward the Grand Roche
a rock
a cave
and while the veil falls fast away
beneath the foam and sands
the bearly light of sunrise
lifts a woman in her round

to cave and dark
the path of steps ascends
a place where tide and wave can blend
with cries of birthing
breathing
one more generation of the see
an imitation of androgeny

the virgin birthing
both the you and me
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