Bless the union between savior and soul Blessed be the savior whose soul is union of between and in between. Bless the one who blesses, and the one who taught her to bless. Bless the one who traipses through beauty To arrive in despair. She is our Eve, and mother of death and life. Bless be the garden fallow, not blooming, not barren. The fallow is the most blessed of all. Fallow calls upon us — we who bless — to call her back from above Back to bounty. In this, the fallow, not the fallen Is communion with common […]
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