That is all She requires.
Tokens of homage, sacrifices, vows,
She knows, herself a mistress of disguise,
may merely be evasions, even snares,
but true acceptance
needs no outward signs,
has no expression
other than the way
you trust her equally
in love and rage,
plucking Her bloodied fingerprints
like flowers.
~ Robin Skelton
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