LEAGUES DEEP WITHIN OUR HALO DREAMS.
SLOWLY AND SMOOTHLY SLIDES AGAINST
THE SKIN OF REASON GIVING DOUBT TO TRUTH.
WE AWAIT EVEN THE SLIGHTEST MOON CRESCENT
TO BRAND A WHITE HOT PATH OF UNDERSTANDING
WHY GOD MAKES US MERE MORTALS HUNGER
AND REACH FOR COMFORT IN THE DARK UNKNOWN.
MIDNIGHT IS NUDGED OVER BY THE SUN'S FINGERS,
THE TRUE AND SURE LIGHT OF TRUTH.
NO DREAMS, NO WISHES, NO HOPE CAN HIDE
FROM A BRIGHT STAR UPON THEY ARE ECSTATICALLY MADE.
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