the day God came three bells rang out and seas swelled up to swallow doubt
the falcon rose in scarlet heat
A CASTLE MADE OF SAND , WE BUILT AND and nations burned
SCULPTED , MELTED AWAY SO EASILY BY with rage and grief
THE PUSH AND PULL OF THE DEEP BLUE
the land struck by a deathly plague our bones to rend the flesh unmade
on night ’ s dark wings the hush descends milk spilled from lips all tongues to end
THE DAY GOD CAME BY EMILY EVANS dawn failed to break we split apart with flaming eyes to see the garth where God resides on honeyed thread entwined with stars and saints long dead
A CASTLE MADE OF SAND , WE BUILT AND SCULPTED , MELTED AWAY SO EASILY BY THE this was PUSH the God AND PULL OF THE DEEP BLUE known by none
and dreamt by all but every scripture came undone
when heav ’ n appeared before our eyes we ceased our pleas and feared to die
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