Our Lady
my mind opened revealing
a sudden gallery of brilliant
patterns a canvas being viewed
from afar amid a certain
necessary unlived feeling
i'd marvaled beyond infamous
gazing filling the emptiness
why i began to master thought
finding myself somewhere
over the greenery
pastures of soft calm waters
being poured over my flesh
as i beckoned calmness
i suppose as my feet settled
apon smooth stones that covered
the entrance as ivy climbed
reaching a sullen sounds
of purgatory silenced delivered
a ravishing draught a fasting
created within my whither spirit
gently i walked through
st patrick's garden gate
while mercy and kindness
deminshed discoil and hate
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