Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, WILD PROPHECY, by ANGELA MORGAN


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First Line: Hear me, lords of the upper air
Last Line: Love tells me it will not be long!
Subject(s): Prophecy & Prophets


Hear me, Lords of the upper air,
Cloudy keepers of time and space,
You who hold in your broad embrace
The peace of God and the world's despair;
You whose windy halls lie far
And firm upon the ether's edge,
Whose towers lift from heaven's ledge,
Whose doors have neither lock nor bar;
Hearken, masters, for I would tell
Of a vagrant whisper, an eerie sound
Fleet as mercury on the ground --
Syllables I could scarcely spell.

Heed me and help me, Lords, I pray,
For a voice has come to my waking ear,
A splintering cry so swift, so near,
It has brought the stars to my floor today.
It has pierced the marrow and bone of me,
And whither it went or whence it came
The blood in my body has turned to flame
While my heart beats time to a prophecy.
To a prophecy both wild and fair
Of that bold hour when farthest space
Shall yield its code to the human race --
Our Moment linked with the Afterwhere.

Oh, marvel of the astonished morn!
Oh, signal out of the stratosphere
When she whose name I hold most dear --
From whose brave body I was born --
Shall summon me from that blue height,
Shall call my name, release my load,
Her beacon white upon the road,
Flooding the darkened path with light!
Hear me, kings of the upper air,
Lordly keepers of time and tide;
Your star-stitched banners, blowing wide,
Spell courage when your children dare!

My vow is lightning-swift and strong;
My pledge is hot upon the wind;
New knowledge leaps within my mind --
Love tells me it will not be long!





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