Earth’s Benediction

To the consolation of the mortal man

Never to touch or kiss mystique ordained by God’s hand

Benediction mantras to the winds, such fallacies to hammer thy head

The tabernacle of annihilation where Angels never fear to tread

Wallowing in the entanglement conscious

Wishing for the scented lavender of compassion, love, and beauty in my intellectual bed

Rosary beads, amulets, crowns of grandeur, wings of regal crest

The hands of sacredness upon a time I was uplifted to the skies

Given back to the earth, Mother Nature’s echoes soothing the night from the wiles of a child

My forebears inculcated in the universe, coveted by compassion from my infant cries

An enigma, a puzzle, a maze through divinity’s reprieve

My heart masked for the benevolence to Mary Magdalene, Mother Teresa, and Joan of Arc upon the world for which we grieve

Words of comfort who you see never to deceive

Blessed by thy presence, thy will shall be done

Given by the Father, sanctioned by the resurrection of the Son

The passage of right and wrong, I am blinded when eyes come to see or need

Your ideology to see wonders not fully grasped by a microscope with the naked eyes to ever perceive

I am faith as I stand in light and truth of that tiny mustard seed

In life one must never communicate the core of soul and the hemispheres of the mind to embark in triviality of ignorance

Utterance in disparity from perceptions, degradations, the error of ways is not upon a pretense to dispense

I am, therefore, I will always be thee to please, appease

When I tease, desire arises for an awakened touch in as much

North, South, East, West, a tender kiss surrendered off my lips

No daughter of the darkness shall ever be commemorated in me from the hair strands to the sway of my seductive hips

In the cathedral of death, as you pray for eternal rest

The trinity of your life has already prophesied, as in God we trust when more seems less

Heaven shall witness its great embrace

Knots of rapture entwined as hard wool and soft lace

Thy kiss to arouse from succulent bliss

Angels and Muses give weary respite with empathy of earthly reminisce

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