I Wonder If You Always Tell The Truth

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Mystery Culminating

Apparitional nights haunting the dawn;
His ghostly embrace, you no longer miss.
To the silence of shadows all are born -
In death we are freed from slavery's kiss.
Mystery's culmination never in
Doubt; though we walk a continuous path.
Finding, releasing; forging, severing;
Through constant threats of an almighty wrath.
Memories of days, migrating from thought.
From tombs of time: pasts forgotten, replayed.
On love's altar rests the off'ring long-sought -
Outside the normal conceit on parade.
Paralysed under the wild-staring sun;
Donning this dome of light, our life's begun.