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The Conversation

The Conversation

“Doesn’t it bother you?”
Her incorporeal companion asked,
“To see your time usurped?
To see your name stolen
And used for the gain
Of worldly power?”

She looked beyond the stained glass,
The golden ornaments,
The gaudy vestments,
The empty chants,
And saw the eyes of an expectant
Smile at the face of a newborn.
“My time has always come.
For seekers of influence
And the innocent, both,
I do what I do.”
She replied, smiling gently
(And a thousand flowers bloomed;
A thousand eggs ignited with life).
“I simply do what I do.”

Through the stout doors
Beneath the rich, carven arch,
Souls went on their way.
Mounting poisonous beasts,
They rolled over the stone-not-stone
Of suppressed growth,
To lives bought with life.

For a brief moment,
Her old friend thought he saw
A flicker of uncertainty
In her ever-youthful face.

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