Step From the Shadows

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Your rays forge art from gristle,

paint pain purified,

resonate refined silver notes;

beams return praises sung by ruptured hearts

as gifts of solid gold

Magical,

mysterious

transformation,

mine if

I will but

step from the

shadows…

Mimic

Your beauty, so exquisitely formed,

Is borrowed from a heavenly place;

Your colors, by a sunset warmed,

Are copies of unearthly space;

Your tender charm, your fragile bloom,

Reflect the glory found above;

For, woven on Creator’s loom,

You mimic Him, whose soul bleeds Love.