In Response to “Dawn” by Robert Bly

Who are you, Mr. Bly,
And what do you realize
When you ponder the things you see?

Do you know that
Those who realize The Baby
And then ponder the things they see

Are new forms of creation
And that too, for each of them
A glass ceiling has been destroyed?

Do you know, my friend,
Setting stars never disappear
That they only hide for an instant?

Will you understand the
Language you seek to recover
Has been recovered by the new?

And it is now sung
Throughout the universes
Known and unknown for all ages

And the stars which twinkle,
Hide and reappear once more
Are named and they sing the same song!

©2010, L.L. Shelton

“Dawn” by Robert Bly