Epiphany Poem by Mark Sauer

Epiphany



She made herself invisible,
Fearing love might bind her,
But blind love sees not light, but soul,
And his gaze did find her;
His empty sockets pinned her still,
Rent her veil asunder;
She stood transfixed, so beautiful,
Paralyzed by wonder.

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