Maybe help?

Yes, there’s a powdered part of this tale
where beauty is as unique as flour
and prayer can move the mountain
or place a sun in water.
There’s a part where a woman comes like a moon
she comes at night
to take the monstrous part of me
and make a torch in my eyes
So I no longer fear the dark
for love has me on like a blanket
for days when a table is prepared in the presence of
evil.

Ruddapoet