2.25.10

those hands. those eyes. the face.
a power and surety unparalleled.
a gaze not easy to meet, and impossible to drop.
here i come. i fall, through twilights and evenings and night-times long and unhurried.

i fall, down through earth upon earth, soil under soil. beyond grave, under stone
to a new land. his burning, glorious body like fire's fire. but to touch! such cool sweetness--
it slays me and all around, a trillion bodies, fallen. come to rest.

2.25.10

your care, your wisdom, your perfection,
your ruthlessness, your darkness,
your whiteness. flowers spun from prayers.

your averted glance
more powerful than lances and armies.

holy Mother.

tears choked and stifled, unworthy of thy

beauty.

have mercy.