Peel back the layers of darkness

That cover our minds.

Sweep the smoky shadows from our eyes.

Reveal yourself to us once again.


We have grown old and blind

In our waiting

We have strained our eyes for

The sweep of the dramatic curtain

The sky broken open in glory.


A mourning dove sings.

A sudden tinge of dawn

On the slender horizon.


Listen, and you will hear the song

Of all things calling forth from memory

Back from true desire.



Let us dance along the crevice

Of the trembling dawn

Let us hasten on to meet you

With arms piled full of light.



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