For those that can not feel, but pain
find strength in easy earth and whimsy air
even wood or steel and strangers’ stares
yours to reap reminders of whole efforts bare
what love pervades to swoon
no longer flesh absolves
our triumphs like a raging fire
still
oh power to exude a pool of blood
and tears
and God does mind long to reflect
the gentle nature of each breath
let only heart and love define
of angels earnest speak
a breathe of solace truth
holding eager peace complacent grace
what beats forever more anew
my Lord the end of want
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