muscle will not save you: <br />years, or waiting, or a moment's accident - <br /> <br />brain will not save you: <br />shadows behind the eyes - <br /> <br />men lay stone <br />and other men <br />unlay them; <br />all personal accounts <br />end with a healer's testament <br />of time, and cause, and hopelessness - <br />wind in the grasses - <br />behind thin, high clouds, <br />the cycles of the southward-wending sun - <br /> <br />if your simple treasure is the love you chose, <br />you have a welcome for <br />the visitor in the night, <br /> <br />yet then, your only hope will scatter all you hope: <br />no stay will be granted for the flesh -<br /><br />John Libertus<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/angel-of-darkness-angel-of-light/
