River of Life

Don Hynes

As the sacred seal opens

ancient power flows,

forms that emerge

thin outlines

of the rising force.

Long furrows of the dead

and yet to be born

wait patiently

for the quickened touch

of the here and now

to break the chains of time.

Vultures carve winged forms

in the clouded sky,

creatures pause within the sea

and below the earth

stone layers shift and move.

With silence to guide

the gate draws back,

the mortal frame trembles

and the river of life begins once more

to shape its way through Eden.

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