Where we stand now
A being so far beyond us
Enters our lonely bones
With a shiver and a sigh
At last the deed is done
Like a key thrust in a door
Thrown open on the heavens
At least as a conjecture
A possible avenue to explore
But only leading to another door
Nailed shut in the heart
We struggle to open or ignore
Where love lies buried
But is rising in a cloud
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