Wednesday, November 14, 2007

The Light of Beauty

And when the light had faded down
And I saw you standing there
In all your calm and quietness
I became so still.

The light, it played upon your curls
I felt and saw the golden shine
But you were unapproachable
And so I gazed aloof.

I tried to approach you there
But felt so in a daze
I did not see a way in
So much light, too much light.

And then you were sitting there
Alone by the telescope
And there by the steps I reached
And you did not immediately protest.

And as I threw myself against your walls
Over and over in a dark night
I became bloodied and bruised
And then it was my weariness that you decried.

And you began not only to remain inside
You also began to loose the arrows from above
And I did not then fight in the shade
Bravado was gone and I just died in the dark.

The volleys reigned down upon me
And truly I could not see the sun
Was your leaving a mercy?
Or just the final blow?

But never did the image leave
And always in my heart it stayed
With the sun upon your locks
And beauty all around my earth.

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