Ron Koppelberger
Whisper to Heaven
In rapture and bliss, in times of joy and wondrous temper,
The love of sacred angels and blessed divinity, in tender cries of
Passion and whispers to heaven, the drawn shadow of watching,
Compassionate decree, precious by embracing ecstasies.
Pleas to the need of vagabonds and weary wash, the prayers of delighted
Dreamers and raging primitive beauty, in conscious care and
Refined acclaim, in summits of bidden affection, the
Soul of necessary children in scarlet convictions of love.
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