Veil

By Geri Jance

The veil on the mind has tried to bind divine Grace

For the tail on the spine is the kind that winds behind the waist

In as many times denied it takes for the saints to gain applause

For the sorrow road will close if the "chose" weren’t "called"

For if all that’s small festers and perches on a stilt

Then as a gauze will pause the pressure to support the fort it built

Of guilt has pride embraced a guilt for the will of man alone

To endorse the source of sin that twilled it’s hand sewn

For the sand along the tide has tried to find peace

By way of arriving through the eye of bribes

What waste of time of time to grind and grate, to create, a hedge of stone

Since bread alone broken has only fed it’s own

For the strong gender rooted adapts along the way

With it’s bone limbs fruitless for it’s inapt fractured, faith

To add weight to the corks restraint, will force the plank to widen

It’s naval chord siphoned before it’s form ripened

The sword before it lightens

Will forge it twice strong

For the more the door widens

Aligns us to the throne

With a long stem gravel to reach the realm of hells Rhine

For it shells bare skin where the nails held pine

 

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