There lies a hated mystery

Beauty has no place in me

Not my heart, but in my head

There lies a hated mystery

Of something not yet dead



And on a day from hell there came

A beautiful piece of love

That saved my soul and won my mind

And I thought of life to come



A piece of light let from my hand

And a thing of glory showed

The thing that lit a light in me

My heart had shaped a hated bow



Then my life was lifted soft

Grey and proud and gold

To see the hated mystery

That my mind did surly hold

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Rene164's picture

hi

splendid thought provoking write.

Callis.at.the.Palace's picture

Beautiful

Imagery. Well done!


"Where do you go when nowhere feels like home?"-FBMF