She asked was I afraid of her
She was so different than I’d known –
And wondered if I knew her people;
What’s been lost, what they still own
But how could I in my expanse
See all this intricate detail —
Was love so strong that it could lift
Me past myself, beyond the veil?
There is no moral to my tale
Of what was not, nor could have been;
For she in pleading, conquered me
The first among the last of men
For strange while all of this may be,
There’s still a cavern in my soul
To know that what I lack’s yet there
Beyond the veil
To make me
Whole
To share is human:
EXCELLENT JOB!!!!!
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
THIS IS VERY WELL WRITTEN…BREAKS DOWN A FEW BARRIERS…YOU THINK??? 🙂
Beautiful and mysterious behind the veil
Looooooove this!!!!!