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Sunday, December 27, 2020


 

i can't reach out
and touch you
i can't rescue you
from all that tragedy
haunting your life
or your daunting death
i can only hope
that angels will find you
i can only pray
that angels
have compassion enough
to come and find you
i can only have faith
that sympathetic God will love you
in the unforgiving darkness
that deftly surrounds us
everything is meticulously hidden
perhaps the incorruptible universe
will accept our moral being
while we walk and talk
our world is imaginable
once death takes us
i wonder if imagination will be us
if real light will find us
but i can't help you
or guide you on your way
i can't release you
from all your incorrigible pain
i can't give you
sweet perception or original salvation
only if we can imagine
beyond all
our grievous shadows
then perhaps we'll find
finally we will see
that everything has
a responsible beginning
and a principled end
all these fantastic storms
in our wretched lives
all this horrendous pain
that lamentable hopelessness
we all sometimes feel
this is what makes life very real
this is what makes us
want for divine salvation
for God to save us
to promise that at the end
divinity will invite us in
redemption will break open
heaven's golden seal
when death has found us
rescue shall reach out
and passionately touch you
resilient angels will carry you
wrapped by their loving arms
brilliant hope and faith
will take you home unharmed

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