Sweet Dajana

Sweet Dajana
I asked the angels in the night
That they might send
Whatever their sister needs
To lighten her life
Out of the rubble of the past.
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Before I asked, they knew
My heart’s wanting it to be
Me that would find himself
Illuminated in your world.
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They knew my desire
To wash in your dark eyes
Drink your lip’s kisses
Taste the caverns within.
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But they were gentle when they said no.
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Our sister has travelled through much
She has come to a point
Where her pain has transformed
Into radiance that helps
Heal much in this world.
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She has become love itself.
Love itself needs nothing more
Love itself can only grow
Like a great dawn
Bringing worshippers to the light.
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This path is her path.

Gordon Wilkinson