The title, Phos Hilaron, is Greek for "gracious light" or "gladsome light." There is a prayer for Vespers that begins with these words.




Phos Hilaron

When morning's

gladsome light

makes bold to speak,

she shapes

your radiant words,

your gentle voice.

 

When darkest sky

puts a fretful

commonwealth

to bed,

all sleepers dream

your dream of peace.

 

When the stars pray,

they borrow

your long

deep silences

in which they shine

and thrive.





Poetry by Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-07-08 at 07:28

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Ngoc Nguyen The PoetBay support member heart!
I second josephus's and Bibek's sentiments and praises (as well)! Not only "a joy to read," your "stuff" are educational and very enlightening, too. Thanks, Thomas!

~Ngoc
2019-07-11


Bibek
I like this gentle, prayer-like poem.
2019-07-10


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Thomas your “stuff” is always a joy to read. This poem is no exception!
2019-07-08