All The Summoners

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All The Summoners

Sonnet — Daily Poetry for The Master of Works #56

Courtesy Lexica.art

I am Thy summoner at the birth of dawn,
Sparking birdsong upon verdant trees,
Lighting incense upon rich-hued flowers 
To herald Thy march upon the arc of morn.

I am Thy summoner at the birth of dusk,
The twilight bridge I keep dimly lit
For life’s return to safety’s nest,
The feathered and limbed, the proud and meek.

I am Thy summoner at the birth of night,
In all alleys and thickets sounds Thy name
Borne upon my chanting lips like a flame,
I bear Thy banner till the abyss’ pit.

I am all the summoners in this Thy world,
I have held all Thy decrees for Thee to behold.