Our Mysteries

 

Oracles and angels are bewilderments.

Surely we can’t know what they can.

But are we right? Let’s look past

the bluster. Every woman and each man

has psychic luster. We’ve all got

something like clairvoyant sight.

I look into your eyes at noon: they’re full

of night. You know more and I know more

than either one of us will say.

Our mysteries bewitch the day.











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