Seven Children

Out of line flies eros rising winds
Whose touches cape the corners of her form
Whose purpose loses place where she begins
A status no more station than a storm

For seven years I searched and turned for hearth
The mission road was paved and straight aligned
But winds on roads don’t make the same return
And in the breeze I found where lovers hide

From God to me the daughter queen assigned
A navy band of princes crafted keen
Those chosen into darkest wood reclined
Tested by the martyr’s mescaline

A power there constructed, shadow dressed
Those hearts we fortressed from a tortured chest
Glass outer walls to reflect and confess
Our inner castle Jesus silhouette

Since dead have more to give than living lets
Seek teach’r shrouded under injured figure
Baptizing necromancy by his death
Enchanted children safely killed beget

To qualify the art must not obsess
Nor chisel lonely grottos in her mind
Her galaxy shall never be possessed
Her freedom is the magic and the mine

Thought to word I learned by telling her
All imagined in my boyish wonder
She, God signaled down a crossroad further
Moved by wisdom’s wand’ring papyrus thunder

Suggestion seated as a tyrant force
No weight or taste to justify its burden
Fear of being holy mispresented
Nuptiality in how its worded

‘Lectric rhythms searched the circuits timing
One connection broken killed the power
But trust conducted current even blindly
Faithful pushed the planets and the hours

When sin replaced my reason, justice creed
With lashes reason could not comprehend
For torture and for healing mutually
Bled dry of every pretense and pretend

Authority not owned told woman lies
Porous walls and iron stones collide
A single sign divided into knives
Not knowing roles stole both our right and guide

Bridge and road arose from builder’s wreckage
Passover angel lynched my old intent
Unfit for service there so followed message
Ugly out of place so hastely jet

And where I went my king and child soared
A crown with cross had hailed the drawbridge down
To rule with wisdom that would feed the poor
Though in this sung reward our lungs would drown

A chalice grows to hold the overflow
Emotions more than one by nature bears
Those memories that crucify my soul
Forgotten in the promise He prepared

If seen my beauty’s face, her eyes would stayed
I rather ground her good in forest lake
For I am one who loves though unrepaid
My demon lays me in her garden gape

Kissed by amber eyes, flamed truths delight
Bloody groom my character consumed
A lady laced in rainbow strings of light
Drew heavy hues, my broken heart assumed

Let strike these secrets illing ears will shield
Not war but worship grows heroic gifts
Compassion acts though hatred carnage yield
A sinner for his family masters this

Numinous strokes from priestly hands evoked
No different than when Adam’s mind premised
Evil to Eve her sacred nave disclosed
Our future flesh in seventh year designed

Your third door opens sage’s answer, kid
The prophet, not our nakedness he hid

The loneliness can thrown a wicked vice
So bless your friend, suspend a judgment thrice

So long and hard the journey into death
Your fickleness might make you to forget
We need each other's help to become whole
Great suffering does not excuse the cruel

​So hurry when eros arises fierce
As ready wings to catch the breath of God
When from the skies you fall be not afraid
The wind has gone to lift the leaves you loved
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