Incensed Shadows
My silent quest for light through incensed shadows,
The first gift to creation by Omnipotent radiance,
Crusader seeks an astral beacon to rise above wooden rows
Unblocking healing springs of ambient deliverance.
Refraction’s womb, sunbeams float in puddles of colored glass
While all my harps on Babylon’s willow boughs lay silent
My regret cringes in deep twilight’s murkiest morass -
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