Sunday, 22 November 2015

71.) Far And Beyond The Distant Middle Isle . . .




Far and beyond the distant Middle Isle
Lithe silver forms in water frolicked
The sun was there, the sea was tranquil
And the ageless seal upon the rock, a selkie
That, sighing, through the riven gifted muse
Spoke of a lost or hidden day of wonder
When men would understand their crippling –
That for sorrow made the singing wind be still
And the glistening creature – a stolen wraith
Of love the lover took to hide his glory in
Found his strength to leave her firstling form
And take his pledge to lead them out of bondage
In to the lighted liberty he had promised them
All glorious from the beginning of the world
And, glad, she left her silky hide behind, and
            From the shelter of the rock swam free . . . 




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