REFUGIUM PECCATORUM

Can sun dissolve the crystal entangled within my soul?

Can it shine for me as it shone on your somber faces?

Will it embrace me with warm arms,

Like a mother caressing her long-lost babies.

 

Borrow my eyes for a brief moment,

Take a look around in such misty lenses.

Do you see the no man’s land,

Where sun never rises?

 

Take my place, give me a chance of living.

Leave me to bask until all ice melts.

A small favor,  gift of self,

Can it unchain the spirits of star-crossed sinners.