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It is your soul, where darkness sleeps

Not outside, between your sheets

where it feeds and it can prey

on all the feelings from your day

That weren’t pleasant, weren’t wanted:

envy, shame, six shades affronted

Love like lava, too hot to touch

Love: a weakness, excuse, a crutch

No legs to stand, your balance, thwarted

An image, of yourself: distorted

is what you see, and what you get

Like purgatory, god’s lost bet

The bed you’ve laid, of disappointment

is saved by only god’s anointment

You wait alone, a helpless pupil

unbound, alone, free from scruple

Frozen and unmoved, as seasons pass

the snow to weeds, from leaves, to grass

It’s in the rain--your transformation

far beyond man’s temptation

You see the sky and come undone

for every star is someone’s sun

A reason for the search to cease

and in that knowledge, inner peace