Excellency
Your Honor

I bequeath
to You (today)
my heart
in cries of spoken
grief

supplant
me in
gracious recommendation
to Yourself

for surely though
I do need you
I would rather not
be spoken
until the ground
was broken

We walked
along a
country road
the sky
was so
suspended
I thought that God
had plucked
two radiant stars
and put
them
in your eyes

When, out of abstraction
Reality
emerges ...
... as time,
enters into
The dawning
of
the
rose

Why!
This wringed life was chosen
for me,
is still
too early to foreclose;

Still, I found a home to roam
about
This hellish bent and clump
of wildlife ...

When there came to me,
An army of things
I could not see

Then, from within
a source thereof
Of simply all that really
ever mattered
to me!

You were a
Chrysalis
When I was
a dove
You were a
starling
When I
was above
You were an
ancient
When I was
a queen

You led
me by
regions
that had never
been seen
You watered down
the lillies
and opened up
the sky
for morning comes on
fleeted feet
that rushes by the
way

Oh crush
the sudden
morning
for I'm
still abed
to lie
And wander
me
Around
by you
I shouldn't
hope
to fly

You were lost
in an
untiring
universe
when
you found that your margins
were eternal
(and prepared
the host
For this still keeping).

mark of destiny
that you should have been
so mistreated
Endless vigil
that you should
have been
so
inclined
still ...
walk
through gardens with me
... hands have come
to join you ...