To A Hidden Place
Sep 14, 2023
Outside the city of the World,
The realm of carnal temptation,
We escape to green canopies
That shade our place within the dale.
I meet with you, and only you,
To shed my vanity and greet
You in hard vulnerability.
Slow, silent steps to not disrupt
The sacred mood of your temple.
You guide me, and lean onto me,
So I may support You; lift You
To the Mount of your Paradise.
What former deed did I conduct
To grant such great a gift in turn?
I pray Memory frames the scene:
Soft pillars of light poke the roof
Of glittering leaves, and touch the ground.
You toss your tresses back — the shade
Pulls away from your face to show
Your dark eyes bright, smiling at me!
