The thin disguise.

Your skin smells like the earth when the rain breaks.
Only lighter, sweeter
The wind swells like words, makes my soul shake.

Bolder, warmer.

It sounds so much like your whiles whispered. .

Softly, slowly.

I reach out to touch your smile and I'm shattered.

Slowly, Lonely.

Only man instinctively hungers for beauty.
Kneel and feel.
Nature is too thinly made to hide your glory.
Reveal what's real.

The Tabernacle

Blue red and deepest sunset purple,
Framed in linen clouds.
The sky the tabernacle.
God's simplest shroud.

Purple red and turquoise blue.

White linen for their temple.
An offering from man to you.
For a home a covenant a curtain.

Beaten blue, purple and peirced to run red.
Your offering for man.
The king of kings with a crown of scars on his head.
And a nailed scepter through his hand.

Blue Red and purple curtain torn.
A new covenant born.
A new temple and throne.
A home of hearts for the spirit alone.