O Wondrous Guide from beyond beyond,
Who stands at the threshold of mind
And dictates wondrous words of rhyme
And measured breathings
That do pluck the heart and soul from
Out the case wherein they reside,
Beauty and paradise are brought from
Within thy realm to us!
And struggling with this barrier that
Man calls tongue or language,
We strive and wrestle upon the parchment;
Quill in hand, do battle with
The demons of this world,
And finished, leave the ashes
On the parchment, of
What you said to us.
Brian Gray 4/25/77 12:26 a.m.