Holy Light Pt1

An’ so, the saviors’ called -came bearing, as a breath in the cold
An’ as the autumn leaves pile, amassed- to rustle, brown an’ gold
An’ from betwixt the veil – stepped ghostly, from air, sea an’ rail 
A thousand emerging ever silent, from the lips of winter’s gale

For, held I a body 
Able to heal
Not merely in dream
I would wait ‘till, the birds of the morn’ 
Sang the nightly to rest –for they have become so very weary of me 

An’ as the cohort marched upon me, as if to shake the stars from the sky
An’ I felt my body welded into shell -puzzle of flesh an' bone, left to swell
Yet, never did they allow their pain upon me…
An’ even promised to take mine, an’ make my body strong and well 

For I saw, the young an’ old -raising faith as fiery sword, high an' brightly bold 
Golden thorns an’ deathly wills –all held holy, by invisible hands hold 
Belly’s steeled by letters of perfumed swirl 
Lust an’ love an’ will -on the eve of war, every edge to curl…
An’ yet, never did they know, nor allow, the truth that may dwell
So deeply silent, beyond the holy light -of their only well

Map of dark water, constellation on sheet
A stir 
Climb into bed
Close eyes an’ repeat

An' so, as the rot breathed deep, beneath my fetid limbs cast 
An’ I begged every savior, of their gods –to save me, as the battle passed 
Saw waves of flesh an' steel; crashing thunder, bodies tangled –broken as clay 
An’ from the heavens, lightning to strike –every eye, looking up to pray 

An’ as my every word an’ thought froze -in its hilt, benign an’ ever still
An’ all alone, found no glimmering in their eyes –waxy, pale an’ chill
An’ as their blades, once tempered, crumbled by the mere wind as it blew by
So I shattered, into a million thoughts, of a billion things, an' fluttered into the sky

Splashed upon pavement
Hand sliding from phone
A fading siren
To wale an’ carry me home
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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May 11, 2019 at 11:46 AM
Really intense! Looking forward to PT2.
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