Sonnet of Awakening

The sea consumes like bellows pulling air
Through cavernous lungs of colossal fire,
Quarter the flesh of a sensual pear
Renew the heavenly lime of desire.
Foreseen, foretold, godly waters rush in
Surrounding the myth in a plume of surf,
Purging the vessel of cardinal sin
Returned again to the salt of the earth.
Alone on the vast, continental shelf
Rising, reaching, spies on his mountain
A great swan giving the wings of himself
To one blind fish in a merciful fountain.
In a flash, the awesome shape and sound
Of living faith and love—once lost—is found.