And The Evening And The Morning Were The First Day - Poem by Patti Masterman
Evensong: when even the world;
When ever the world must end,
And all the Saints and Angels ring,
Around the world, attend.
Morningsong: was when the world,
When the whorling world was new,
And all the planets axis' spun,
And Love was Master's brew.
So who can say which one was best-
At the ashes final glow?
The truth that such a world, exist
Is all we need to know.
March 6 2015
Poet's Notes about The Poem
'And God called the light Day, and the darkness he called Night. And the evening and the morning were the first day.'
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