Rebirth

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Nyx • La Nuit (1883) • William-Adolphe Bouguereau (1825-1905)

His jewel of his mornings, hurries to greet his day
With golden ashes scattered upon her in winged flight
The tides of his woman hurried through his heavenly gate
To meet golden Rays of illumination and delight
For there he beckons for her entrance without delay
As he cries when he hears of her insanity dismayed
With a love that aches beyond all at him to implode
Unfolding their life, limb and soul for an amber holds
With ocean tides drawing near together in love
Causing creation, life, heaven and rebirth.

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