Love, It Will Reconstruct Us All Poem by Mark. A Heathcote

Love, It Will Reconstruct Us All

Love, it will reconstruct us all.
Remove our shadows from the wall.
so that nothing remains forlorn,
We'll all be airborne, not soil-borne.
When the heart's shell is laid empty
We'll make for our Holy Lady.
remitting all of our petulance
She'll hold us in her countenance.
Love, it shall be a shining torch.
a golden melliferous light
fixed above God's cloudless porch
'That is shadowless and airtight.

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