do not touch this flame unless you would be burned, or breathe your quiet atmosphere in circles round this light which will consume and bind your strength with heat so bright you will be turned to new substance your hurt is not intended here except as nature draws each loss to transformed goodness but this diminishment for you, as you, is death still, if you will be fire and join the uncaused Cause which shines beyond infinity a blaze of primal energy and radiates all laws, I only need your willingness (1960s) Comments are closed.
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Poems by Janet
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