Rite of Eternity

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28786
United States
35° 28' 23.3616" N, 83° 0' 52.7508" W

The dance of time is a rite of eternity,
dynamic and never ending.
These unremitting bodies harmoniously cycle,
solitarily dissenting their vested round.

Luminous fury of sweltering mass,
you embrace your nine companions with arms of splendor.
Without your reflected prowess, there is no order.
Helios! Apollo! Ra!
The Blazing One!

Scorched and scarred dominion of iron,
aloft and soaring as if by a quicksilver wing.
Granter of written word and minister of knowledge,
glide swift with your directive.
Hermes! Thoth!
The Divulging One!

Empyreal sentiment of anodyne vapors,
striking luminary, reposed in the blush of dawn.
Alluringly you spin in a slow, rhythmically inconstant perfection,
tempting and beckoning from within sensation.
Aphrodite! Ishtar! Lucifer!
The Beautiful One!

Mother of profound and boundless life,
spherical preserver of land and sea.
Curator of humankind,
home of beast, fish, and tree.
Gaia! Durga! Astarte!
The Nurturing One!

Harsh and dusted red baron of conflict,
your veined face stirs the warrior of man.
The dried canals of your war torn lamina may tell of a home to come.
Ares! Ultro!
The Fearless One!

Colossal ruler of honor and law,
your body rages in centuries of storm.
With divine and gentle hand,
you readily lend your luck and mercy.
Zeus! Juno! Jove!
The Benevolent One!

Seven ringed elder of time and task,
you reap with a strident sickle.
Enthroned aside your hour glass;
eternity you have seen, and all therein you remember.
Kronos! Samhadi! Osiris!
The Knowing One!

Mighty arched being of primeval birth,
keeper of patterned stars.
Divine to us that which is written in the ether,
portends of now and what is to come.
Ouranos! Nut! Nyxia!
The Perceptive One!

Thunderous being of oceanic rule,
you who hide your true light.
Shaker of worlds and renewer of heroes,
defy man’s law with your mighty trident.
Poseidon! Sobek! Nephtue!
The Illustrious One!

Misunderstood king of hidden riches,
only the dead know your icy touch.
Removed and distant you are from your brother,
yet we will all pass into your lonely embrace.
Hades! Yama! Plutus!
The Aphotic One!

The dance of time is a rite of eternity,
dynamic and never ending.
These unremitting bodies harmoniously cycle,
solitarily dissenting their vested round.

Comments

ccoward1991

This is my submission for the May 31, 2013: Slam What You Will Scholarship Deadline. I wrote this piece to emphasize that there are far deeper perceptions that our imaginations can unlock. We can gaze upon seemingly mundane objects, and find that there is beauty that has been hiding right before our eyes.

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