I saw a lass upon the ethereal fields of light,
Her body limbed of ecstasy by a God’s chisel shaped.
Her name spelt as if a syllable unsounded yet in word,
She the winepress of a gaze entranced.
She looked into my soul as I looked into hers,
As if we parleyed with each other in a court of eternity,
Through which the world entwined and tangled coarse
Became an unwilling participant in a playful infinity.
Her gaze stiffened like a cold void of death,
While her breeze wondrous caressed and kissed
My spirit deathless and rejoicing in God’s mirth.
She withdrew from the parley and unstiffened.
She became a wide-syllabled word of God,
Enchanted and happy of us, we never parted.