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I sleep 
to visit You 
in Your dreams,

oh my Esteemed -

a gauche novitiate,
there like a Laureate
You receive me

to learn Your secrets,
there wisdom is served
like as one planted, 

seeded at a last feast,
where all can plainly see
myself ceded, the bread broken 

the wine poured, 
finally, the body of pride, broken,
You speak to me

of what Love is, 
and what Love
has always been 

now falls the soft wings of a dove
over the crimson and the white
melting petals over the pure 

the shrouded body, 
the body of 
Vitae Lux

a white peacock sleeps upon a bed 
of Cypress leaves, the stories bath it
in the Light, a ghost, unclearly seen 

the ghost in You, 
is the ghost of Love 
inside me

now the crimson and the white
awakes in me, my mind 
naked and glimmering

the Ghost 
in You,
now writes me 

as a word, into thee

pulls me upward
forward into You,
the 1 embracing me

I exist as Love
in Your kingdom
of divine music 

I am 

before 
Your eyes
Your mirrored poetry


Candide Diderot. ‘24 
Easter

Vitae Lux
(Love-Music-Poetry)









1.
Alfred Lord Tennyson. From “The Princess: Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal” (Poem)

2.
Mealor: Now Sleeps The Crimson Petal (Four Madrigals On Rose Texts) : Now Sleeps The Crimson Petal (Music)





Cypress tree. Symbolism, all.

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