A poem I wrote in 1984 I think is worth revisiting. Here it is:
Hwaet!
A dream came to me
At deepest midnight
- The dream of dreams!
I shall declare it.
Through wave over wave of wind
Lilies wove soft music
In the warm evening air.
By the gently lighted milk-white moon
I saw a lovely lady clothed in blue –
A babe at her breast
And angels bowed before them.
My eyes were undimmed, the glass to God
clear
I saw the hard smeared rood
Heavy with blossoms
And sweet Miriam reach and pluck them
In her blessed hands.
And celestial psalmody sang:
“IT IS RIGHT!”
Set before me fair full of wine –
Or was it blood?
A fire wrought vessel
And bread –
Flesh?
And in wave over wave of wind –
Evening shifted to darkest night
and
I slept, my dream done.
Whither is this lady now?
She waits in love
within each our hearts.
