Helices from Martinmas by David Paul Kellett

Wide open eyes
Stare at me eternally
Pale oaken brown
Mirroring all I hate in me
Your furrowed brow
Brought me so low
Low to the ground

Lay me down gently here
I fear I found God
In the helices of your curls
And I knew all at once
God is wild and mad and beautiful

I'll go with you
Carry me where you'll bury me
Black sky covering all
Utterly moon and starlight free

HERE

Lay us down gently though
I fear this cathedral
Tall and red surrounding us
In this wood ring
All I've ever known and
All that can be shown
Come spiraling around us
Pure Haecceity

I found God
In the helices of your curls
And I knew all at once
God is wild and mad and beautiful

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