“beyond the night”
And beyond the night,
a greater dawn waits:
the Bridegroom lifts the final cup,
the fourth kept back
'til the kingdom comes.
The Bride, adorned in linen
bright,
answers with her whole being.
Harvest and wedding converge,
and the song that began in the fields
is completed
at the table of forever.
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
good write friend
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