The Godly Hand of Love
Under
the bridge
of Montezuma
homeward
passage
folding
back
upon itself
lost and found
through
wasted caverns,
smother smeared
with dark despair,
find the solace,
earthly halo,
silver coated
light of dawn,
comes the maiden
of the mountain,
comes to lift you heaven
mannered
comes to shine your face to
angels
comes to spare your heart
unbroken
in a swirling dreaming
torpor,
dreams to kindle
every ember
left inside your
soul tormented
simply say
you know the number,
written deftly
on the waters
by the godly hand
of love.
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