Consumed In a Lunar Reflection
here I woke
and she waits for me there,
susurrus her wings spoke
and I walk within her stare.
every form & thought
converged, consumed
in a lunar reflection.
lift this veil of nought
hold the soul that with
sacrifice,
a bloody chalice
was bought
let the wound cover me
bleed me into you
all that filled this before
closed in the eye,
born anew.
Copyright © David Glines | Year Posted 2005
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