That Blessed Door

That Blessed Door O the rain...the rain...the falling rain that fell and fell and fell again keeping you from my door...O my door...that blessed door! O the sunset...the sunset...the carnelian sunsets how I long to hold them in my hand...so when you are blue...so blue so deep dark blue...you can come to me and I will open my hand so you can wonder...O the wonder...wide open wonder Xanthus yellows and amber golds streaming from my palm...my palm...my humble palm and so you will become immortal O if only I could keep you there ...you...only you swathed in light and warmth safe...and sound...close to me forever You who I am lost to...the vessel-ed seas O how I long for the sea...O the sea...the sparkling sea in its emerald greens and topaz hues it's passions, powers …a relentless muse I long to place it in my heart... my heart...O my a thousand times broken heart so the pieces can wash away and I can float free into the wind...O the wind...the wetted whipping winds that billow the sheets hung in my yard whispering wild and wondrous things to dreaded demons washing them away with the rain ...the rain...the falling rain that fell and fell and fell again keeping you from my door...O my door...that blessed door that opened to your face -one cold crisp morn... So blessed by God ...O My God...My Gorgeous God! if only I could hold you in my soul…O my soul …my sodden soul that I would not get so often lost in my shadows ...O the shadows my small and tall...wide and slanting shadows and the darkness ...O the darkness...the black coal darkness that chases me down alleyways of night and telling taunt me under the slivered moon... O the moon...my beautiful mindful midnight moon...my crescent and my full moon O my love ...my love....my eternal love if only I could sprinkle you like confetti...upon the earth and every life O life...the very thing life...the breathe that enters that which wasn't and so then is till cradled in death Death....O death...O damned-able death! if only you were not so draped in confession that I must pray I pray...O how I pray that the vastness...the vastness...the great and cosmic-ian vastness beyond is more splendid still than Earth... Our Earth...our blessed wondrous Earth perfect hungry sad beaten tarnished dirtied Earth...O MY EARTH ...how I love you!