Radiant

Who art thou but True Sustenance n Ethos Infinitus Who’d be less than a Fiery Sun Radiance thou art One Of Light of Love Love Radiant in the Night Of Great Blackness Her Love nor wanes Or have need of waxing For I long there be colors that my Mind shall Shine No no why doubt because She washes imaginings With every depth of Rushing Springs of Loving Colors And every Breath Will for Another For I was wayward Penances of Hope a salvation upon the Mind When Love seemed the un-Godly distance Un-Earthed entombed For Word, for Gesture Her Great Heartness Will not know other The Beingness of Love of Heart In thy Here Now Home Of Eternal Mother

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