Clementia Dei - II

The soul and heart, all mine, and all of me,
Hovers o'er small body and huge abyss -
Easily dissolved into a hot mist -
But not so, to arise quick and swiftly,
In the glimmering, vapor breath of dawn,
Into heaven's bourne and the breast of God,
As speedy and as easy as a nod,
Ripping away all that Edenic wrong.
The I lives on as the body unwinds.
What shall keep grave me from sinking into hell?
(So heavy and long dead the soul that fell.)
Long time before the worthless hope, I find
An older good, an ancient love, perhaps-
The Light that spoke to me before the Hap.