Eyes || 2008.12.16

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7:30 AM 12/16/2008
Eyes


I am myself damaged
a vessel of death, and broken

And I feel a presence
and raise my head
The eyes are fearsome
yet full of love, stirring all i am

They strengthen my creation
charging all I should be
while melting dullness
through all of my evil

I cannot turn away
I am captured: all I am
Fire I feel coursing through me
terror like the approach of an army

Yet beauty! I am undone.
Golden walls at sunset
Eternity floods upon us
and somehow we are alone

I know not the world
my curse, my damage, my death
As though taken suddenly
with my death left behind

And I know Love
His Eyes are before me
And I know beauty
As long as He sees

And I have lost what I was
for what I now am
My breath and my life
His eyes turn not from me

~JLB

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