I commit my soul to paper,
Put my heart in the ink,
Place my consciousness on the page,
Commit what is spiritual,
To what is matter,
What I hope is eternal,
To what may age,
And crumble, brown and flake,
Fade out of vision,
Bleeding from the veins of the temporal,
Seeping through the Vail,
Back to its home in heaven,
Where it is preserved,
By Angels,
Preserved in my tears,
In jars and bottles,
Corked with the wood of the cross.
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