A near-ruined
castle stands in this wide-opened place
Its towers still
lifting where the amaranthine banners fly
Abundance is everywhere!
Her soul
long-broken stands in this wide-spaced undoing
Its upward muse
still rising where sealed writings fly
In wide opened delight
A lit moat encircles
full-fetched in shining pewter grey
And beyond, many
fields where ripe wheat is growing
Abundance is everywhere!
Her circling ciphered
water keeping closed minds away
Beyond, spaces
for contact where spreading love was growing
In wide opened delight
A courtyard’s
lit within the castle’s crumbling walls
A fire lighting all
her towered rooms
No dungeon
darkness kept where light did sweep it all away
No trace remains
to spoil or mar the traveller’s quest
Her castle’s
happy secret’s kept!
Infused the
light, that brings so close her every stone
Uplifting
singing fire coming near to stretch the hurting joy
No dark place
here, where love has conquered unravelling ink
No shallow lines, to make it plain and hinder
Only castle
light inset by tiny candles
The smaller brought, the further flew her bent purple banners
And greater the space love left for life, in wounded sepia halls
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