Sestina on the Arms of Shadowed Stars
| Alan Fairfax |
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Today I write representing a noble:
Maggie, of land named for stars all in shadow In this Pearl Challenge I strive as a Laurel Using the power of words to encompass The truths concealed in a meaningful image Lord, may my words, just like silence, be golden Though all the arts produce beauty that's golden The art of poetry is the most noble Words in your mind's eye evoke a true image. First see the field of Or scattered with shadow Four-pointed stars, then the pall between compass Stars all of azure, a wreath made of laurel. Of all the gifts that are given the laurel That which speaks most to the heart is most golden The unseen wonders are poets' to compass Visions of virtues most truly are noble Beauty that's outwardly seen is just shadow The truth lays under the visible image Witness the meaning behind the arms' image Home stands where three rivers meet--that's the laurel Stars guide the way when the day lies in shadow City surrounded by grain that is golden Gathered together in barony noble We found our place when we followed the compass As wandering feet are brought home by the compass So do our paths coincide in the image Formed in our hearts of a barony noble Just as an athlete will run for the laurel We seek our home like a prize that is golden Choosing the light and disdaining the shadow At night the starlight's beam guides us through shadow So are we guided by chivalry's compass No joy is greater, no bracelet more golden Than when we manage to reflect the image Of the dream formed in the lands of the laurel Vision of people whose hearts are made noble Dreams cast a shadow that's seen in this image Inspiring all who live under the laurel To build a society golden and noble |
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