(79) May 13, 2010: The Drowned Cathedral

THE DROWNED CATHEDRAL

Adrift in my craft on the after-storm ocean,
   The clouds have departed, the moon's nearly full,
   While Betelgeuse, Bellatrix, Rigel and Saiph,
(The limbs of Orion) unmoved by the motion

Of little disturbances, tiny distortions,
   From where their important celestial events,
   In sync with the turning of seasonal shifts,
Hold fast to their golden indwelling proportions;

I suddenly find in a moonlit enchantment
   The sunken cathedral immersed in the flood,
   My eyes disbelieving, my mind welling joy;
I've found the safe harbor, the place of pure moment,

Unsinkably solidly founded on something
   Akin to the four in the heavens above—
   A cross in the sky with a Trinity nave,
A cross in the sea with the power to save.

D. Edgar Lamp

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