Old Cathedral Cross

You are arranged
Like an embrace
Between a hand and a bouquet

You are designed
Like the state of mind
When you step into an untouched patch of woods

And the forest blooms between you
And beneath you lies the moss
And the tree sits still and solemn
Like an old cathedral cross

You are made up
Of old stardust
Spilling light years of perfection

You are what's left
Of a stellar crest
Exploding millions of angelic shooting lights

And the planets orbit 'round you
And the scale of it is lost
As I dissipate with reverence
You're an old cathedral cross



Credits
Writer(s): Lucca Burgess
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