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Depth

Stones surround my castle wall,there my feral journey ends
Home imagined, home revealed, home-- I am enthralled
For the rocks cast down from the heights
Cast by well meant friends, covers up the welcome light
I must pose defense
Bashed to gravel, mossy maids, no longer there, sweetly dance
Sin imagined, sin revealed, sin--for which I've paid
For flowers strewn across a grave
Words tossed as a lance, pours the pain they wish to save
My soul unchaste
Velvet mosses, rusting keys, cryptic message brooks delay
life revealed, life imagined, life--I  no more please
For weeds blackened, I cannot abide,
Lain on heaps of blown hay, weeping still, it must subside
Falls the obeyed
Depth dug in forgiven stench, rotting chains, gauzy lashed
Love imagined, love revealed, love--a man for wench
For opened cross lain gathers grim rust
Where rain cleanly splashed, boxes bound, tightly trussed
Soul's delight blushed
 

Author notes

Emily rarely spoke her faith but like her humor it was wrapped in subtext.

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  • Humm..well I can see your soul's quest and its achievement worded here with the great intensity and depth of it as well..love it..well done..