beauty burns

beauty burns / truth shadows / goodness testifies
that faith / without works / is dead

set alight
keep rendering
she is there

the unseen essence
ever waiting to step
into newly created forms

she is
the soul
of the masterpiece

touching hers
means to touch
yours

grace-filled she arches
her slender neck:
her swan song

her first
and last
sound

rises
like smoke
dissipating within

and then silence
penetrating my dusk
my dawn