you do not need
to hide your face
under the gloriole
of holiness
nor in the folds
of the flaming sky
nor behind the shields
of the glorious Saints
all you need is
silence, i will
not write letters
into your heaven
nor would i wish
to disturb this alchemy
covered with the lid
of a taciturn smile
nor would i sacrifice
your child to the cross:
i will not want you
to step out of this
statue of marble
nor steal a kiss
which will be cold
nor will i molest you
with prayer. your folks
are too far now, carved
in relentless compassion:
i must pray alone.
note:
i am just a barbarian
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