So, so softly,
I drift to re-establish
touch,and spun (or spurn) soft-salves
by dusty mirrors....

See me in my home.
I lie all broken, like a

To save a moondart,
of risky sense.

I drink your moisture,
from a trickling ledge..

Yet once lay quaking,
In a muddy hedge..

Recuerdos field edge,
and a glimpsed, blessed home.

Two pound for a magnet,
of precious stone.

Discover. Melt down. Cast
the Celtic Cross of sun-ringed
Laden womb,

                                jimtom say...
                                                               Kourios : Jesous..