The Flowers of Sensennae
Of beauty he hid the ancestral homes of
darkness
In places robbed of stairs the captured
host
That lost of time and through every age
of hope
The fragile few would have their broken
fortunes spoken
Can he judge through the dark cloud?
How does he know that through darkness
discerned?
Yet all the lovely flowers of Sensennae
would die glad
If they took their loss as glory gladly
won
By perfect counsel love through light
revealed
Strength in weakness written in threads
of black
So that loosed above each dove untied
of lies
Went hurtling at the speed of light
through Sky
Unveiling rapture long hid in mystery’s
grasp
Sent in time’s fullness filled the
earth
That those which in darkness sat have
light
And find within their missing part
their spirit met
Made one where ‘ere their battle fought
was true
They won by that which before seemed
backward
But forward turned the hard thing found
a treasure
Safe their rejoicing found in
themselves alone
When cast their pride they lost their
former flowers
Free of every hindering thing they flew
On silver wings each single dove
renewed
In altared orbit free to fly where’ ere
love took them
Shed with joy the lovely flowers of
Sensennae
Man’s outer glories gladly lost for
what will last
The brightest he had did fade away to
nothing
When by endless life with love’s truth
compared
Precious the more hidden joys within
them
Though in thorn and briar the new would
come
In drops of red love’s hurt did shine
more real
And burn in them the flower that never
fades
Of everlasting petals bloom our borders
Of shining rainbow gems are built our
walls
Black gates flung open to dawn’s
crimson splendour:
All the lovely flowers of Sensennae
seen no more
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