Sorry. This is rather old. And, it made more sense a few days ago... Funny. The .last line, like after the poem still makes sense. Avalanche is is much better today.
The numinous
As the numinous began to stir
I raised my eyes to sight of Her
And heart began to rise
In sensing of Her precious love
From up above to thoughts thereof
She graced my loving Skies
To guide me on from dusk to dawn
To lay the song upon the lawn
And watch as weeping dries
No slightest doubt, no shorter route
With heart devout and feelings stout
I listen to the drum
I'll follow it for all my days
Through wickets wired to feel the craze
Upon our hearts, I strum
Ah, it's good to feel release
The loving arms will never cease
As empty as may be
To fill the arms, the final goal
The honest heart with loving role
A goal that keeps me free
To love You 'cross so many lives
Sends me, long, on deepest dives
With hearts in apogee
Defining life is still to come
The loving wrapped around the drum
The loving hearts set free
You are my intention
With life in abstention
I'll love you through all of the night
Until I can love you all right
You are my muse and so much more than that across all lives.
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