I will sing for the veil that never lifts/I will sing for the veil that begins, once in a life time maybe, to lift/I will sing for the rent in the veil/I will sing for what is in front of the veil, the floating light/
I will sing for what is behind the veil—light, light and more light/This is the world and this is the work of the world.
~Mary Oliver
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Hoping for this moment
Amber honey drip Handsome, rich, thick
On our lips And linger
We taste Ripened gold In moments tender
And weep with Laughter as Redemption runs Down our chins.
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beautiful
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