burgeoning myth
quite magical are you
in your precious telling
history indeed shall speak
of ye one day
with a voice thats aged and wise
so weep not just yet
for there are no tears of truth
worth such sad eyes swelling pride
she carries her constant cape
of the far too pessimistic view
built up from deep within
somewhere dark and doubtful
faith's wealth and respect
she only pretends to deserve
God
he is the coming of all man's fortunes
and shall strike down with but one look
all those with far too fallible
disapproving powers
and I
with all love bathing
my spiritual body
shall relish that first instant...........
(Dec. 15, 1998)