Abandon Everything

My angels,
dark and light,
come out by dawn or dusk,
under cover of night.

Carrying torches when the body’s cold,
palm leaves for shade
In the hearts abode
not a brick is laid…

to reinforce high walls
where I’ve torn them down
who ascends from earth to empyrean
trading his burden pound for pound?

Abandon everything
that belongs below ground
My love has no handles
Your love has no hands
Raise your voice,
without making a sound.

The chill behind you
That shudders your chest
Is but the air that you breathe
So why not take a breath.

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2 Responses to Abandon Everything

  1. Avatar Anonymous
    Anonymous says:

    Lovely poetry as usual, then…

    “my love has no handles”

    Cracking up.