unrighteous salvation

Posted by Robert Anderson On Thursday, November 12, 2009 0 comments

Photobucket
from this there seems to be
no escape
as I sense an angel whose beauty
unveils
my heart

and while her essence molds
the reaping of
what I have ever
longed to know

a tear trickles by the notion that
deliverance
may unceasingly
desire to
corner her

yet
through her
I wish our Father would grant me
my one chance
to redeem my empty-handed soul

if only
she might remember
what it is to love
and know again
the touch
of empathy

and if to fall with her
could
be a blessing
then I wish go
way of all flesh
and
liberate her
from that
unrighteous salvation

Posted by Robert Anderson at Thursday, November 12, 2009
Labels: , , ,

No comments:

Post a Comment

Popular Posts

  • when you come my way
      i sense your grace and it goes away my heart can take no more will you be there the day i need you the most for the beauty you hold,...
  • apparition
    mesmerized, i'm lost in a dream where she stands against the midnight sky her breath...  betrayed by how the touch of winte...
  • a comely dream
    a flight throughout a comely dream with one who held me once before deep in reformative serenity and drenched in love forevermore guid...
  • the moon, so silent, abstract and wondrous
    the moon, so silent, abstract and wondrous for the life it breathes in me which easily ignites my desire though i only wish to captiv...
  • o farewell belovéd mother
    o farewell belovéd mother i pray that you can see as angels lead you through those gates just what you mean to m...
  • beyond those shadows
    you've crawled beyond those shadows then revealed your desolate soul to me wailing, wailing those overwhelming three words for ...
  • my sweet enchanter
    unnoticed is the ripening beauty of my sweet enchanter at intervals with yesterday's vagueness to tomorrow's dawn i bor...
  • the darkness
    it is beautiful, as beautiful as she who gave me reason to capture its essence in my depth the way it mingles undyingly and formidably in t...
  • you are the sun, i am the moon
    you are the sun, i am the moon, we'll never touch we'll never know the beauty of a kiss i'll never know what it may be to mi...
  • pleasure's depth
     a burgeoning view of pleasure's depth released me once from life   into a dream where beauty gleamed from darkness to dayli...