The Trinity Moons

Imagine a world so massive
that Her only moon
has two moons of His own.

The central moon is Father,
endless blue with water
full of secrets --
of creation,
of ancient times
when only He existed
and leviathan children
swam beneath His waves.

The larger outer moon is Son,
green with dreams
of dry land's promise,
thick with mossy trees
and beasts and birds, 
a globe reclaimed from Father
torn asunder

by the smaller outer moon,
a barren, desert rock --
Spirit, wholly howling
winds from pole to pole,
shrouded in dust
without a drop of water
from the Father
He disturbed.

Embracing all three,
huge enough to fill their skies
with red, swirling eyes,
Mother guards Her brood
with gravity,
so that none may touch them.

Scott Speck
08/25/2002