Weep your worthy tears,
Do you long for something more?
Your desire, your faults,
Huddle together in terror
Come alone, we'll welcome,
Heaven is for the pure.
Joy!
poor souls within flesh.
Look at each other!
Love!
Is there anything else?
Dust!
your weakness, your woes;
Ha! Angels laugh aloud.
of the void,
But your company keeps you
from us.
but leave the world behind.
svh
5/2/91
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