The mouth of the unjust speak through me <br />And his language shall become clear <br />Pray for those who suffer temptation <br /> <br />Since he, with striving, shall wear a crown of thorns <br />Speak through the frozen cuticle <br />Live, oh live, the skin deep bonds <br /> <br />How lovely, this moon, broken and mangled <br />How kind, this rose, bleed deep your tears <br />How serene, this long empty, breathe-breathe <br /> <br />Oh sweet pure Lilium-Have mercy on this soul <br />Oh Lilium, thy fires divine, greet me <br />Oh Lilium, sweet, sweet Lilium-Pollinate me home<br /><br />Troy Clark<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/thy-lilium/
