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The
realm of angels |
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is
back through the glass |
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and
sense of sight. |
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In vast reverse
cosmos |
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celestials
guard, |
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seraphim
cry, |
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a
pure fire |
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consumes nothing |
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of
this elemental world, |
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thunder
shakes |
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the
mountain of visitation, |
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approves the
baptism,
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cathedrals
turn inside-out, |
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a
communicant’s bow |
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genuflects
the heart, |
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before
the rail |
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the
altar is lifted |
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to
receive the oblation. |
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Contriving
apostles |
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spread
the teaching— |
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the
kingdom is within: |
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Walls of Zion |
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breached and rebuilt |
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in a single day, |
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temples within temples |
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hung with the train |
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of one garment, |
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embers, tongs, |
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many-winged acolytes |
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glimpsed in the space, |
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apocalyptic beasts |
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reduplicating voice, |
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horn and eye, |
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old whore of Babylon |
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striking a deal |
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with Job’s prosecutor. |
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Parting the veil |
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of sound and light, |
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rehearsal and memory,
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my own breath |
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draws it aside, |
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cycling in stillness, |
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my beating heart |
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forms a word: |
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now…now…now… |
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