Candle


By Jonathan Hunter-Kilmer

sleep sleep sleep or wake and breath

and wonder if surrounding wreath

for who is dying dreaming play

or or thinking hurt and walk away

the desperate or numb appeal

of soporific fall and keal

to stand upright or knowing lie

and sit to listen knowing why

You speak and comfort flesh cool kiss

inflame enlighten guide to bliss

through path of thorns in foot, hands, face

so calmed or troubled interlace

and interweave with solace' shaped

for growth in You and heart love creped

redecorated with Your blood

by thorn extracted, nail-made flood

until Your bride is placed in bed

of flowers from Your thorn-pierced head

o beautious pain that lanced my dark

and gave me peace, a living spark

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