Here you will find thePoemDies Dominica! the sunshine burnsof poet Christopher John Brennan
Dies Dominica! the sunshine burns strong incense on the breathing fields of morn: lucid, intense, all colour towards it yearns that souls of flowers on the air are born. What claustral joy to-day is on the air ?expanding now and one with the celebrant sun?- and fills with pointed flame all things aware, all flowers and souls that sing?and I am one! Dies Dominica! the passion yearns, and the world and the singer is but one flower from out whose luminous chalice odour burns intenser toward the blue thro? this keen hour: ?this hour is my eternity! the soul rises, expanding ever, with the sight, thro? flowers and colours, and the visible whole of beauty mingled in one dream of light.
