“ . . . gonna spread your wings . . . “ – Porgy and Bess

By Elvira

The unseen
the compass that points
the way
fullness of the heart
fullness of the brain
Aura: the picture
of the Sacred Heart
thrones pricking
Blood
splattering
the unseen

Some Feel                                           NOT.
The “Blessed”                         are chocked by
Auten’s many hands
going               pass                 the Flesh;
arrow piercing;
a mute cry —
Fullness crushing the
cardiac                        muscle
What good is IT?

Wings                          of                     the Blessed
Soaring to HIS home:
yet, they, too,              can be rejected.
Oh,      Wings of Auten
Mazda
Allah
G – d

There is Fear for All,   For they
know NOT
why Lucifer     owns the Earth!

Love me.
Let my True Wings
find                                          Peace in YOUR hands;
And, our          Crucified Body
becomes the
Cage of
Love.

March 2015

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