CORRIDORS OF GOLD

Corridors of Gold

Time, the precious stone of sunlight
Was your gift to me

Your hymn, the rising and falling
Tide of the shore
Was the only voice 
I could recognize

Gold lights in the corridors
Were the precious hours 
We laughed aloud the pantry
Reading, 
And when the lights were off
You told me I was beautiful

I have kept your word
Your every promise of hope
All that made you
Inevitable

Gold was
The evening color

Gold in the calm
Corridors of the house

When your sturdy footsteps were
My pride 

When faith in your eyes gleamed 
Like agates 
In the tint of golden rays
Coming from
The core of a pure heart

Gold
When, in the Blessed Sacrament of Gold, 
Nested in the hours of longing
Breathed in me mercy

It was in the corridors

We sat together, 
In the corridors, you held every bead 
Tightly
Grasping for grace

My heart wanted you
Your language of adoration

In those corridors 
You were most amiable, 
In your every breath of prayer.

 

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