Perihelion

[Elysiumfire]

Thus our orbits briefly crossed,

At first thou saw me not.

Yet for the length of a tick and a tock -

An arc’s slow motion upon life’s clock -

Did’st thou this older spirit meet.

From afar I saw thy light:

Celestial, and in bloom;

A Heaven’s flower of eternal beauty,

Amidst the star-lit gloom.

How sweet thou down-cast countenance,

Framed in thy autumn-mane,

Not once, but twice, this satellite,

In honest resonance speak -

Doth call thee beauty as thy name.