Aegis - Poem by Chris McInnes
Mountain fog parts, breaking sky into thousands;
splashing clear dawn unto earth—
along some capacious cant, calyxes grow
under my feet,
revealing a tattooed hiding of man;
walking in flesh: woven by touch—
birth of gods hath borne destruction.
For, as it seems, an aeon passed –I, unaware,
while a quite voice echoed softly:
“Aegis, call it a name,
shall its favour lie the same
in your hands, tightly; use promptly.
Calling through my veins…
beyond. Passing behind: the valley
burnt; ablaze in fever.
ahead. Sculpting foreground: a valley
stood; high and pregnant.
I, exulted; exalt the unknown lament in my ear.
Behind burns bright; a song bird shows no fear.
I pass along,
arrears with infinite geometry—
the sun rises in the balance of footprints;
the moon, she is fertile and listless.
From inside rise her wings: gloriously burdening my breath;
tasting the air, licking my life-force –we share as one.
Sunlight glistens across the valley,
reflecting off my new wings.
Sunshine bleeds through, anew;
fjords fall between two worlds.
Minstrels sing across each bank:
wearing notes of steel—
both the same, both in vain.
adrift. These sentient sentinels lulled in thy pace.
aloft. I flew, touched each eye upon each face—
no memories glowed; nor did the foregrounds grace.
Ancients call in my ear –undone,
savage- “snakes atop your hair! ”: -
shook in fear.
rising; anew, organic: my eyes-
sees any future as a footstep,
as any darkness; unknown—
only time shall bring light.
I; bohemian –so they say- walk
fly, my own.
Aegis, I find your face within my skin.
laughing at the mortal gods,
transcending their unconscious constructs.
Blissfully lost in rhapsody, while a smile baptizes my face
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