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KNOWING LESS THAN BEFORE… That whisper of the night before struck me powerfully, It affected me more than I intended to admit Hades—stupid Hades, a follower, loyal enough— But nothing to compare with the suicidal, lovely Red glow of Death’s betrayal— and to ME! I almost laughed that morning, And forgot to be severely angered, For Death was my ancient ally to the very end If I would be no God of mankind The God of Gehenna would suffice— However, I realized something indeed strange about our duets And the days that passed with the sweet visitation of God’s own— I knew every demon’s mind thought the same— Hades could deny it, Just as Death hoped for it— I realized right then, that morning, After eavesdropping on Death and Hades That I loved her—I loved her because she Loved like God And I loved her because she was not God And it was this in that sick realization that I forced myself To see her vision with her own eyes I locked hands with her God-sent skin And she transported me out of my Being And into her own hopes and fears I was—like a child—cradled for the first time In a love only bashed and bashed for eons on end, Only to be overcame immediately by its Dark-shattering truth I could only cry out “STOP!” In hopes that she could not see how comforted I was To feel things… To be within her open heart: This day in our duet, everything she uttered, I felt my mouth utter Even if it was against every conviction I possessed As Lady Darkness wrapped and wrapped upon the prison Of my belly—to be let out, to soil our moment— Everything she sung and answered—every question satisfied Reached not only my ears, but my tongue And I have never tasted such a sweet tongue such as hers in all of my existence. She sang like spewing lights in a fire’s core, And there it formed in colors intriguing, Lady Darkness cried in pain—but I heard her no more In the deafening reverie of every color—every note I saw her—human again—as I had met her Standing before me, Trusting my hands in her own Humming a tune that reached every color in the air about me, I followed her into a garden Stepping gently in rhythm with hers She had large, strong feet, with clean callouses Her nails trimmed, but lengthy, Pink and stunning in the reflection of the floating colors Soon we were toward the top of this mountain garden Flourishing with flowers and trees And Music Our voices rose to unfettering symphonies: “Let me answer your every inquiry with an open heart and an open soul We sing to the very top so that all can hear from far below You are the question— I, the answer You—the answer—I the understanding— Through the Holy Spirit, it has been made sure, That my questions of your existence are of good will and pure, That the answers will be known to even just a human Who was made an everlasting being of beauty that will touch reason With eternity! I am here to advocate the Creator, But more so to advocate His very love That you so strongly feel with me on this mountain above! You are tired, oh Devil, and you are rotting Your fathomless deeds will never be forgotten Out of Love God had made you And out of Love God will end you But do not fear this, for by your banishment you will live as a lesson And the lesson of you—there cannot be a better blessing! Remember in all that I say, His Spirit must be So listen very carefully and sing these words with me. All around the colors mean to unify Hand in hand we see, hear and feel them Today and tonight and the following day, Every question will be answered, Every lie will be revealed And the vision itself will heal On this horrid day you will surely feel What you have never felt before The sorrows of Christ will be known to you, And will strike you to the core For we are, in these latter days, one So that you—the lesson—shall learn too!” Our voices together surrounded me in such warmth hellfire could not compete with It was as if the coolness of Death and the rays of angel wings had kissed And I—tears rolling down my eyes—grasped her human arm and cried to her— “Give me your creation Let me see your creation! Let me live your vision!” Let me…let me in.
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