Admirer’s Reproach
Why
did you leave the window open?
Were you expecting a stranger in
the night?
Every day I sit by the front door way, you past by like
I wasn't there;
Yet your fragrances are fresh like morning dew I
know better.
Your never lonely in your house angels guard your
safe keeping.
Go ahead ask me where I have been? I tell you things
just keep happening,
I must speak of what I have abandon, the
vaulted sky the earth below, shadows tossed, and the land of broken
dreams.
If I could find comfort for just a while it would be in the corner stairways;
If I could find comfort for just a while it would be in the corner stairways;
Leading to my admirer’s reproach! Like
autumn’s foliage that chariots to their winter bed,
Where is my
resting place for today? Like dust driven away my soul finds no
refuge…I have become tired, exhausted in my quest to reveal the
sacred spiral, who is worthy in my madness?
Lead
me captive in the sorrows of my beloved strange host where the sun
rises from the Far East touching my deeps wounds.
The
many whom my strangeness admired, but stranger than none; here to
abide with it in my strange loved. I lay me down until my next
resurrection in the near coming spring the day of my birth many years
ago when my father woven me in the secret place, not troubling where
I sweetly slept.”
BY:
Raphael G
(C)
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