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In the Wheat ~ Songs in your Presence
102
In rooms where candles burn
I remember long dark
Saturday afternoons
with taut exercises in prayer,
candelabras, linens and air
that moved slowly,
drenching us with incense and desire.
103
Do You remember the warm evening
You came to sit with me
for ten minutes
just inside the stone wall
of the apple orchard
while the sun was going down
behind the quiet
Indiana woods?
104
Where is the place where I can stand
in Gothic composure
and be elevated to You
in one long vertical thrust
of breathless blind desire?
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In the Wheat ~ Songs in your Presence
102
In rooms where candles burn
I remember long dark
Saturday afternoons
with taut exercises in prayer,
candelabras, linens and air
that moved slowly,
drenching us with incense and desire.
103
Do You remember the warm evening
You came to sit with me
for ten minutes
just inside the stone wall
of the apple orchard
while the sun was going down
behind the quiet
Indiana woods?
104
Where is the place where I can stand
in Gothic composure
and be elevated to You
in one long vertical thrust
of breathless blind desire?
Next Home
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