February 16, 2005

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  Oh did the heavens weep in parting when

  
  

  God released that glorious bit of

  
  

  Spirit from the skies to dwell below

  
  

  In you!

  
  

  Let’s dance, love

  
  

  Dance in the rain of

  
  

  Angel’s tears

  
  

  Falling from on high

  
  

  The joyful angelic throng.

  
  

  Please, not a word love

  
  

  I hear you just fine

  
  

  Looking deep into your

  
  

  Eyes, that emerald song

  
  

  Mystery ancient, scripture

  
  

  Written when stellar fumes

  
  

  Joined to become a star,

  
  

  Yet young as the delicate

  
  

  Sprout that grows to blossom,

  
  

  In the sun’s love,

  
  

  Into the lily that gasps at the

  
  

  Sky’s beauty

  
  

  Closing its hood in

  
  

  Shame when

  
  

  Comparing the sight of

  
  

  You to that of

  
  

  Night

  
  

  The heavenly expanse.

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