Artificial Sunset from Love & Grief by Matthew Browning

Dancing alone in this artificial sunset,
I run away to the colors of my mind.
I slip away to find you, or some shadow of you,
And find my memories are blind.

Grief is the widow of all that I have longed for.
Her tears are holy; her waters are delight.
Saltwater washes over every fantasy, she,
She brings my hopes into the light.

Now we stand in this moment
Where converges our desires and disbelief.
We shed our disguises.
We are becoming, saying I, I say Thou.

Plastic cathedrals are gathered on an altar.
Sounds of the ocean, and castles built of sand—
You served me well in time before my heart was wakened,
Before my language learned to breathe.

Now we stand in this moment
Where converges our desires and disbelief.
We shed our disguises.
We are becoming, saying I, I say Thou.

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