The Harvest King

 

Foundation.
With the world going through a dark phase, are there silent watchers hidden in the mists?

(A lone voice whispers)

Earth, wind, fire, sea and stone

Hear me
People

I
Therismos
The King of the Autumn Harves

The burning sword sent to light the way home

Who was commanded to flood the Earth

With divine energy and hidden stardust

Before the Great Sowing of All Creation

As Starlight
Took flight

Before manifestation
Sends
Such treasures

To be gathered
And reaped

Before Winter
Descends

The Harvest Moon
Opens the doorway
To my kingdom

So I can find
My way

To bring forth
All things
Which must come

To an end

For I'm
The herald

Of the three living
Multi-dimensional cycles

Birth
Death
Rebirth

Spring
Autumn
Spring

All in between
Are just fragments

Like the white stag
Standing alone in the forest

Eluding hunters
Who want to be
Nourished

So know this
As long shadows rise
In the East

As cast by the West

What your world
Does now
Could call my
Sickle

To bring
The second cycle

Sooner than later
For the Creator

To rid the hallowed fields
Of all life's traitors

The dictators
Haters

And all those dark
Crusaders

For I am the bringer

The singer
Who knows
Where this world
Goes

Therismos
One of Cristo'
Unspoken heroes

Hidden behind the veil
Always
Watching in the shadows

At the necropolis
Of Osiris

At Abydos

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

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