Wednesday, September 30, 2009

last dance

come on lets call it quits
turn out the lights
and then begin
call those ancient eternal names
go beyond loss or fame
go on now
cry out
this plane of mind
is not your style
you need help
not just once in a while
call out
the vast interiors
fill them with an eternal roar
a plaintive cry
a lullaby
a stab into a breathless night
awaken soul
you cannot stay in lukewarm waters
every day
dig deeper
pray steeper
loosen the noose
around your neck
call these Holy Names blest

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