Melting from unseen clouds, moving forms
Dark lines dissolve with coming storms
Sunbeam paint flows from an empty sky
Brushing warmth with its dye
Moving squares of sun on my floor
Outside a cold wind, inside shut door
Sun fades blend into lattice shades
Shadow's prison bars a fly evades
From night's garden of stone it came
There bathed in black shame
Osiris dismembered, Amen resurrected
Here shadows in a cross are connected
Yesterday's sun in a gibbet hung
As a pendulum across the heavens swung
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