Oh Cloud Over Calvary
I want to be a piece of your sky
A pale blue breath of canticles
Wind whispering never a lie
Your golden sun shine
Enchanting my sacred particles
As pale azure wine in a chalice
I dream you drink of me
And numb the maddening malice
Of their wretched world
Wreathing your somber shadow
To the miracle born to this day
Am I your savior my Magdalene
As you are the foundations of my way
Willing to feel human and serene
A breathing anchor to a heart astray
Pay me no heed
Weigh me no penance
Tend to this seed
Thorn less crown of my sentence
For life
I love you
Silver rain endless giving
Each drop I cup
For it’s eternal living
What could be the cotton in your cloud?
The Gaian Gates of Horn and Ivory
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