“Thou Wall, O Wall, O sweet and lovely Wall,
Show me thy chink to blink through with mine eyne!”
-A Midsummer Night’s Dream The Moon shone through
a tiny chink,
In Love’s forbearing Wall. And motioned to
a Shepherd boy,
To come and peer thru all. So look within
the tiny Space,
His eyes beheld a Light. It was the Moon’s full
brimming gleam,
Of Truth and Mercy’s rite. A kiss he felt,
Divine and true,
Of Incarnation’s face.
