By Reason of Thy Brightness

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If we attain exactly everything,

Yes, even far beyond what we have dreamed,

Our wishes filled with sex and love on wing

In Heaven’s flight, if what we want is beamed

Forever fleshily and every kind

Of beauty comes in flooding to our hearts,

And every titillation of the mind

Fills up our brains, and zinging body parts

Are thrilled, thrilled, thrilled forever, then what more

Can souls like ours require?  The myth we know

Provides the threat.   An angel pushed the door

Because in glory he desired hot glow.

  He wanted more than wings.  He wanted skin

    Of power alive with singing, zinging sin.