The Singing of The Night/ The Divine Scientist.A Poem by Danny MetcalfeThe Divine Scientist---the shamanic doctor, the
sign of wealth to come! Alpha et Omega. My eyes like a harp in the
landscape of unheard music - the voiceless dreams I once knew only in myth are
now known in the mid-heaven of my sky…the sun-lit lamps like precious doves,
sparkle and jeer upon the crown of my fortune, before the brilliant vow of true Love’s dawn…
The codes of silence: the Eternal Sunset. O palms! O sermons! The breath that ignites the
air! The sweat of my Soul falls from the sky! ----- On a quiet night, the new spring rises, Greeting you with tender praise. It is the love that deepens the senses, The light that crowns your dreams, The nightingale that sings on the surface of your moon, smiling down at you. Now the earth can’t hurt you. Your heart has
settled upon the world, Walking in hand and verse with the singing of the
night. © 2024 Danny MetcalfeReviews
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5 Reviews Added on March 15, 2021 Last Updated on March 17, 2024 AuthorDanny MetcalfeUnited KingdomAboutI am a writer, poet and playwright. All works are first drafts. My favorite writers are: Arthur Rimbaud, William S Burroughs, Clarice Lispector, Robert Walser, Julio Cortazar, Mikhail Bulgakov,.. more..Writing
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