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#133
Inverted,grey skies,the great ocean before usis as a feather in your eyes, Sun flower of my heart,In time, you too,will come to understandthe boundless depths ofgrace
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#132
Rhumy eyed,sacrilege,the plague bell soundsits dolorous note, Eden, untended,lives on only in memory Exile,August-sentthe temptation of tyrants,having stumbled along its wayends the way it always has
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#131
Mirror-child,your prismatic lens,invested in the Undoing,voids itself of tomorrow, Yesterday,saturated in the dust of grievancecannot bear to see itself rewritten From the tower,between the marble pillars ofour history,your self satisfied pen-stroke,shames us all before our fathers,equally
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#130
Exile,your flesh,rewritten,found itself a poor vessel, our ideals,rewritten,suspended themselvesfrom a cherry tree, the blossoms,falling, having givenway to summer,return again unto autumn, Our love,ascending,has born twinfruit
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# 129
Breath of Autumn,your leaves,brushed with gold-dustkeep their silence my love,the perennial hourglass,turning over,marks another page,another poem for your never-endingstory,a causal ribbon folded gentlybetween all our potential yesterdays,indelibly
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#128
Autumn-cladyour oil rending songwaxing,reminds me of homethe falling star,in its cholerstirred up more than dirt, amidst the heat,amidst the haze,our silence,ringing,plays itself out
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#127
Forge fire,smelted down,the iron hearted sparkdancing in the palm of Your handfinds itself,more pleasing than before, Adam,firstborn,your sin no greater than my own,too, knew that which awaits outsideEden’s door,does us good from the dust,in the midst of summer,ashborn,our inheritance the thornamidst the soil,in the soul,born again
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#126
Exile,Dredging the fathomlessdepths of your heart for lovepull forth only the sedimentalstuff of sorrow You,baptized in sunlight,having walked alongside the prophetsspeak with a voice of thunder,You, dwelling withinthe sacrificial smokerising up beyond the peak of Sinaipast the saints,speak,Your voice, like thunder,piercing througheven the fathomlessdepthsof sorrow
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#125
Chasing the wind,we, overcome, soughtto remake the world according tothe nature of our hearts brother,gone eastward,your footprints rememberedby the earth,found yourself beyond our father’sshadow,having offered up your adolescenceupon the alter,now, contest with giants My love,gone eastward,my footprints gone with the wind,having once refused the appropriatesacrificefind myself blessed only by our father’sfaith,now, in our daughters eyesrecognize…
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#124
Soul-stone,unwinding,the shadow threaded veil,once lifted,cannot return us to ignorance, ignorance, a blissfulshallow-well berift of measure or meaningis no more fitting for you my lovethan the dust, dust-crowned,we who went astray knowingour inequities have reapedthat which was promised us, in the whirlwind,amidst the whirlwind,His voice, at lastcalled out,your truename
Black ink and sunbeams poetry 