So how many times
Do we go through this
Slow sad dance of the Flesh?
How many times
Do we kneel down
Before the altars of Love,
Of Beauty?
How many more times
Do we sacrifice our very souls
For a warmth
We cannot generate on our own?
Is it ever worth it?
Always the spirit hopes and prays
And searches for signs of Truth
In the other.
This is about Redemption.
This is about Crucifixion.
This is about the love of angels
For stars and planets,
For gravity… gravity.
I am falling.
