Unbodied
UNBO DIED INNOCENT

Oh body thou art host
To the unbodied spirit light as an infant's hand
Transparent as brookwaters or as dew
That washes earth in heaven's loveliest hue
Why do you yearn? what do you seek?
Who are so beautiful in strength yet weak
Who live forever and yet draw no breath?
Then flesh to spirit said
"Red of the body of this death, released
From love's corroding roots from the unbearable passion
Desire that clung to bone like sheet of fire
And from the pain too painful to bear long
I slew the body to keep spirit strong
But now disunion batters at my skies
The spirit claims the body's subtlties
Demands the outcast love, the unlived hours
The unplucked fruit of labor and its flowers
When living grass in living dew enpearled
~~Delivered~~ in morning air, and base and fair
Soul mind and flesh their difficult union spent
In that one squandered life, oh innocent.