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Jude's Disciple

By sweetbrother2

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

Here is a limp figure bleeding from the heart She holds him, whispering words of peace and comfort Here is a man leading her by the hand through lightless catacombs their footsteps echo through stale air his parched voice rasps a final message to her: "This is my eternal home... go back into the sun where you belong" His farewell is not accepted Desperate fingers work to staunch his bleeding from his thousand wounds his words unheeded ("leave me at peace"), he is weakened by their struggle, Her sturdy hands gain power from, of all things, her faith in him Their tears mingle into a pool that becomes a river that cascades over cliffs overlooking boundless darkness As life slips away her hands on his wounds begin to bleed She winces briefly then continues healing Written February 19th, 2002 © on Feb 19 2002 03:57 AM PST   10 • 0

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