IV Who walked between the violet and the violet Whe walked between The various ranks of varied green Going in white and blue, in Mary’s colour, Talking of trivial things In ignorance and knowledge of eternal dolour Who moved among the others as they walked, Who then made strong the fountains and made fresh the springs
Made cool the dry rock and made firm the sand In blue of larkspur, blue of Mary’s colour, Sovegna vos
Here are the years that walk between, bearing Away the fiddles and the flutes, restoring One who moves in the time between sleep and waking, wearing
White light folded, sheathing about her, folded. The new years walk, restoring Through a bright cloud of tears, the years, restoring With a new verse the ancient rhyme. Redeem The time. Redeem The unread vision in the higher dream While jewelled unicorns draw by the gilded hearse.
The silent sister veiled in white and blue Between the yews, behind the garden god, Whose flute is breathless, bent her head and signed but spoke no word
But the fountain sprang up and the bird sang down Redeem the time, redeem the dream The token of the word unheard, unspoken
Till the wind shake a thousand whispers from the yew
Auch ungelebtes Leben geht zu Ende zwar vielleicht langsamer wie eine Batterie in einer Taschenlampe die keiner benutzt
Aber das nutzt nicht viel: Wenn man (sagen wir einmal) diese Taschenlampe nach so- und so vielen Jahren anknipsen will kommt kein Atemzug Licht mehr heraus und wenn du sie aufmachst findest du nur noch Knochen und falls du Pech hast auch diese schon ganz zerfressen
I heard him call you his beloved son And saw his Spirit lighten like a dove, I thought his words must be for you alone, Knowing myself unworthy of his love. You pray in close communion with your Father, So close you say the two of you are one, I feel myself to be receding further, Fallen away and outcast and alone.
And so I come and ask you how to pray, Seeking a distant supplicant’s petition, Only to find you give your words away, As though I stood with you in your position, As though your Father were my Father too, As though I found his ‘welcome home’ in you.
In The Beginning Man Tried Ascending To Heaven via The Tower Of Babel. Now He Tries To Elevate His Existence Using Hallucinogenic Drugs. And, Since The 20th Century, He Continually Voyages Into Outer Space Using Spacecrafts. Prayer Thru Christ Is The Only Way To Reach Heaven.