Mutaberis
Oh in these woods cannot be found:Sleeping in reeds underground.No sense of light to circle ‘round my eyes.So steal this light--And steal my eyes;For they have sighed so sweetly.Of tempered glass, and his stained counterparts:Regality restored.Unto each a scattered stone;Unto each a family;Unto each a deaf'ning lullaby.But to you if it holds,Unto you a fortitude,Desperation bearing down.So breathe in bold--Forget your fears--When God pursues your helm,MutaberisOn this plain cannot be foundMy crutch, my whole, can’t save me now!I reach the distant hills somehow,And all is quiet, and all is sound!So steal this light--And steal my eyes--For death is upon me (no more)!So breathe in bold--Forget your fears--The God of love is great,Mutaberis!
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