First Kiss
Shivering, water awaits morning’s first kiss.
Mounding, swells reflect dawn’s hopeful glow.
Returning, trawlers absorb beams’ warming rays.
Longing, shore-bound sojourners anticipate sunrise’s mysterious power.
Ah! The first kiss, Love!
Lovers glow radiating, radiating…
Transfigured: Warmer than a glow
More penetrating than a beam
Brilliance greater than the Risen Orb in the east.
Dawn’s kiss delivers a newborn day, that awaits embracing.
Yet, the object slips away across an endless horizon of diaphanous clouds
Outstretched arms slowly descend, unable to encompass the aura.
Where have you gone light to my path?
Footprints dissolve into flowing waters,
Waters thirsting for the golden honey droplets of Dawn’s first kiss.
Desire swelling, swelling: A wave coursing the Ocean’s span.
A soul’s lifetime journey into the perpetually risen Son’s
Light.
Yet, after the Eternal Kiss,
Water warms the life it bathes,
Swells release their energy,
Trawlers anchor in the harbor of the Morning Star,
Sojourners settle within Jerusalem’s walls, where the Sun never sets.
Stacy Peterson
August 13, 2012
