Look skyward to Orion

as antidote to mundanity,

but dive, also, after the divine,

where a dolphin rescues Arion. 

 

Glory, remember, 

will glow soon

solely within embers;

 

Sainthood is sung

in a minor key 

as doubt saturates

the depth of field;

 

And even a moonlit Christ

can, in a trice, 

be denied thrice. 

 

Perhaps time is defied

only when an omen

in earnest turns

into an amen...