Cutting the air
from darkness to the day.
Silent emperors.
Sun salutations,
bring gilt
to golden becoming.
The meekest subject,
hides in the narrows,
but omnipotence spots him,
and devises a justice,
dealt with a raptor’s claw.
All alone,
or all together.
Golden eyes see through deception.
The long, low roar
of the air gods
howling their approval.
Skulls and small bones.
Fur, and the indigestible.
Packed neatly
into the discard pile.
A carpet of carrion
proclaims the nest.
The holders of all dark wisdom.
Righteous,
as their word is kept
quiet as the night.
HG – 2020
