Here you are at forty-two

How much remains of you?

After the divorce

And a scarlet romance

Tour de force?

Having discovered

That

God and the Devil don’t dance

In the beginning

Posse non pecarre

After the fall

Non posse non pecarre

One day we pray

Non posse pecarre

No guilt to carry

Close your beautiful eyes

In the middle of your life

Wish to be born again

With one single breath

Extinguish every candle of those condemning years

Through sad and happy tears

Watch birthday smoke ascend like prayer

Holy

Up up up into the air

All the way to the Cross

Forgiven

Begin again

At Pretty Place Chapel

He wants to meet you there

On the mount of transfiguration

Put on a blinding white dress

No shame

A new name

Kiss him with cake on your breath

And stay true
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Andrew Dabar