"Hyssop."

Lives blurred by grief

and sin

Barred close from warmth

and light

Visions of beauty win

Thro fancy's magic

     might.

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Spent souls at close

of fray

Shorn of all gifts but

     pain.

Shrink from the narrow

way –

And gaze at day

       again –

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