One Ordinary Day

One ordinary day, suddenly one most prodigious-
Its consequence, days both calming and ramagious:

Out of nihility, as though an Empyrean wind,
Comes this apparition, naught could portend-
Most magnificent and beautiful of them all,
She appeared as answer to my spirited call!

Fragile and weary, in need of its loyal protector,
Beguiled is my fragile heart, by my past's spectre!
To and fro does she gust from her source afar,
At once, a brightly-burning beacon and a distant star!

I would be all for her, upon this she may depend:
Her most trusted confidant, her true, dearest friend,
Her most ardent love, her consort, most profound-
If I could but steady this wind, now brisk and unbound!

Maurice Harris,8 September 2009

poem by Maurice Harris
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