Enough

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She does not have to fondle, stroke his hair.

The thought of fingering it is like a touch.

The thought alone brings miracles to bear

In blood.  To brush him may have been too much.

In thought caressing curls might cause a new

Creation, not just miracles and not

Just Pentecosts.  Transfiguration true

Enough will cause all evils to allot

Themselves to Dante’s lowest ring of Hell.

The instant of a thought may be a dawn

Of wonders which in turn will then compel

More wonders, saving Tuonela’s swan.

  His beauty is enough because it caused

    The thought and everything despairing paused.