July 07, 2004

morning sky

Heaven opened up this morning and said:
Look here at my glory

A patch of perfect light
Inconspicuous, hazy and mysterious
Against the cresting day
Its gold burnished clouds
And the violet West waiting for morning to burn
The residue of the night clean off

This portal lay open for only me to see
I could feel it pulling my soul up rapturously
I felt my heart crack open to let the light in

Blood and dark pain seeped out my raw nipple

I have to be careful not to let it take me
My spirit could fly off
It could leave my body here without will
It could leave this pen without ink
It could leave without telling you
About any of this miracle you missed


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