You are the angel
And I, the ghost
You, the pleasant dream, near and in the trees
I, the creature lost in eternal dry-spun hope
I am the goblin, caught in his own fire
I come out again, with a grin
Your beauty inspired
And on this rise we’ve been since the early ages of time
When the sun first rose, gave birth to the mind
Remember not a moment, through all that has passed
When once I was yours, and how the romance lasts!
Oh Angel! Oh Dream!
Won’t you please speak clear to me?!
Have mercy on me!
Let me in or let me alone! Too well, you know
I’ve not been at east since your light first shone!
I am content amongst the lame and the poor
Allow me to wander in valleys, and
Meander along the beach, and
Won’t you let me do so without any beckoning sea?
The Evangelists who never cease to preach?
I seek not loneliness
Nay! I seek solitude.
For it’s none but the former I feel in your holiness.
Leave me! I repeat.
Amongst the lame and the poor, yes
I’ll once again walk amongst the worn out and torn
For together we walk against judgement,
Heaven’s ridicule and scorn
‘Tis you who must see
There is beauty and fragility in the earth and in humanity
Well beyond that written in your scriptures for eternity
I will be their brother
Their guardian and protector
I will show them the true divine within themselves and eachother.
For their can be no salvation in abstract trinity
But only in the final, choral embrace for humanity
Alas! I feel no strain, no pull
Your light no longer binds me
At long last, I am at peace
I stand in darkness once again
In that moment I take man as my brother,
And he takes me as his friend