Lake that accepts light
\nand nurses heaven
\nwith its gray breast.
\nWhere I put my hands
\nto cleanse them
\nof all my touching.
\nI ask absolution
\nin the dry lake of air.
\nAllow me to breathe.
\nTo go and fill my emptiness
\nwith life.
\nTo see the subliminal tides
\nabove me,
\nwhere there is no end,
\nno ceiling.
\nWhere I will find
\nthe ruby of a valentine
\nat the edge of space,
\nrising in a platinum dawn,
\non a day made of love
\nand precious words.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Lake that accepts light and nurses heaven with its gray breast. Where I put my hands to cleanse them of all my touching. I ask…<\/p>\n