From The Early Morn Poem by Colin Breck Boardman

From The Early Morn



From the early morn,
And through the endless night,
You have borne the shining light
To herald in the day.
And though by times maligned
And changed in every way,
Yet I am still inclined
To call you by your name.
For when our dearest love we claim,
To Venus we do praise,
And our eyes, as shadows dawn,
To Lucifer are raised.

CBB Aug 2011

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