Earths Martyrdom

MY body is now a ame

Of the Spirit-
re;

Towards thy crystal Name

Its hues aspire.

Nothing shadows its deep

Moon-pearled breath

Falling like a still sleep

From the height of Death.

Visions come there and go

Leaving their white

Silence like a hushed glow

Of thy wizard Light.

Slowly I have become

A mirrored dawn

Of earths lone martyrdom

To thy heaven withdrawn.

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