Then I Could See

Before the dawn
she was seen in mystic visions
of answered prayers,
crossing this crucible of war and desire
where life or death are but trivial rewards.

Once upon a time I believed
that the answers would be mine,
but as the rising sun cast shadows
on the ruins of abandoned palaces,
I heard whispers from her inner sanctum
where trembling conquistadors bowed in piety.

I remember watching her walking
in a wilderness of mirrors
where daydreaming sheep with carniverous eyes
sought the opportunities of secrecy;
moving like a silent panther
through glaring reflections of evident truths
surrounded by a fog of lies.

On my knees I disappear
into the realities which surround me,
bathing in the aura of celestial glory
which floods her waiting stage,
adorned with radiant jewels
and flowers of Babylon,
bringing light to darkness
and eternal stars within my reach.