Monday, August 28, 2006

House of Pips, For Pip (veil 3: shared)

under the banner of our sheltering sky
rests our obscure and abundant wood
bordered by chaotic cliffs
the shores of a torrent
and everlasting stony walls

under the verdant roof of our wood
full of enchantment
the miraculous
the gullible and guileless
and unbounded joy

under our sweet, soft, supple canopy
under the verdant roof of our wood
under the banner of our sheltering sky
our hearth
our love
our oaths
under our sweet, soft canopy

under our sweet canopy
peacefully cloistered
from abrasive
thrusting hungers
and the contortions
of grasping blindness

under our supple canopy
our souls’ oasis
the essence of life
we furnish ourselves
against our appointments
with the parched and fragmented

under our soft canopy
reverently
we sing the love
and water the give
our tongues
tell the truth
of living
under our sweet, soft, supple canopy





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