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Sanctification

Pierce my heart through the cloud
and the rain will fall behind.
Use a distraction as mental alienation
for a disorderly Loss of confusion.
The Knight rides quietly, gracefully,
but not war like.
The higher graces of the imagination
characterize subtle trickery, duplicity.
The youth and maiden pledge one another,
a lion's head appears as linkage
of their pasts of passionate affinity.
 
Copyright Heather Prudence Davis