The Red Cloak
You, streaking across the wilderness
Darting between the doors of civilization
A phantom, an apparition now gone
Trailing behind You is the red cloak of sunrise
For where You have passed, night retreats
And where You have been, the sun too shall be
And when the light arrives, I will be waiting,
Waiting to catch the scarcest glimpse of You
Fading into the dawn
O Lord, Who is the majesty of the spaces between our natures
Of animal and human
Of predator and prey
Of survival and starvation
Of twilight and midday
Wrap me in Your blood red cloak,
That I might always feel the blood within me
Like rivers upon the landscape
Aegletes!
Apollon Aegletes!
O Shining God!
Welcome to these lands
Nourished upon Your Truth
Strengthened by Your perilous winds
And never to feel a moment without Your Love
Come, O Glorious One!
As the day progresses, so too shall my thoughts of You
And Your red cloak drifting downward,
Sunset settling upon my dwelling place
— Columbine [Aegletia, Day 1]
