Truth Within Illusive Climes
Truth Within Illusive Climes
You are the ghost
that speaks to my heart.
And until I see you
standing mortally before me,
and grace miraculous takes us home,
I'll trust that there is reason
for our truth within illusive climes.
The world is harsh today.
So cold that my songs hang
in the bright morning Sun.
My body quiet, bleeding
while our mystery grows deeper
than even the mystery of death,
and while I keep on running
toward our truth within illusive climes.
Of the many women that I am this day
I’m not able to settle the lot of them.
The ache is strong but fragmented
and I wish to be left a place beneath
where I can go when I need to hide
from our truth within illusive climes.
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