Aurum Is The Aura Of Aurora Poem by Saiom Shriver

AURUM IS THE AURA OF AURORA


Dawn pastels canvas of dark velvet blue
Then snuffs star lamps she painted by
She draws back curtains where lovers lie
Sparks them to move til night's lullaby.

She pinks the Notre
Dame crystal rose
and caps cloud mountains
with pinkest snows.

Sips the dew from chaliced blooms
and tips the trees with saffron singe
and sows the sea with seed light mirrors
and sews sky togas with purple fringe.

Crowing cock thinks
he summoned her quiet
Yet her stillness begets
the bees' buzzing riot

Next kindles the fires in the grates
and sets the kettles on to bubble
Breaks mouni vows as cities hum Om
Lovesilvers the lakes with power to double

She rolls back hillquilts of mysterious mist.
Unwinds vine tendrils so tenderly kissed
Lifts bird crowns from out their wings
winding their throats that they might sing

Wanded by her molten rays
Dracula is melted clear away
Cloistered petals come out to play
Sequestered sequins start to dancepray

Whispers the slumbering
down from dream stories
and swivels faces
of blue morning glories.

Takes down the moon she hung at twilight
Fires up lattice of moving searchlights
as she throws op the east gate in dawnlight
to wait for her God in demibright

Seeing His blazing face
vanished the night
In his unconditional love's arms enfolded
Aurum is the aura of Aurora unfolded.-

(this poem is dedicated to N Robinson)
: the seed syllable of all soundMouni: vow of silence taken by some spiritual seekers2 of these lines were sparked by Robert Graves in I Claudius
Arun: Shiva as God of the Sunaurum: Latin for gold