god-like is your every line

your every line is god-like ........... god-like is your every line

though you do not see it ........... but you will never see it

your every word is silver ....... golden speaks your every word
though you do not hear .......... but sunlight seems too pure

I see you move in grace ................. with faltering step you move
hand in hand with nature ................ I watch with blackened eyes
as the falling of leaves ... like the damned that draw more light
or sunset over water ........... and give but darkness to my sighs

your form is one of pleasure ......... pain belies your angel's form
though you do not think it ....... but in that you are lost
your soul is one of beauty ...... blackness can surround your soul
though you do not know .................. and so your eyes can rust