In the Garden of Hyacinths

Arise before auroral fire
 Through the stone and thuja spires
 Toward the gardens landing
 Where petals aureate fire
 All the groves still speak their names
 Clarion echoes in effulgent flame
 Violets so cold and abating
 As cruel winds have come
 To repose them from life
 I've been alive for all these years
 Counting the stars as they grow ever near
 By empyrean dawn aflame
 Sidereal light moves in my name
 Crown me and speak my name
 Come with me, far from here
 Do you remember when Gods were still here?
 Not lost in the depths of the brackens green
 Or the sorrows of yesteryear
 In the gardens of their hyacinths
 We still find them near
 Disconsolate cries
 From the groves that lay forsaken
 Marrying the pulse and the spirit
 Of all that would have them awaken
 Altars abandoned
 Everlasting fountains of light