At last in parting ways,
Now there to every world,
My words have firmly left,
My mouth to strangely dwell
In public squares estranged from this dear earth.

Uniformed flavours,
Packed into their ranks,
Entrenched in glass pits,
Distributing peas for bullets,
Yet utterly frozen at their posts.
Now to hibernate 'til Spring's thaw.

Just a glimpse of Your face,
And I tremble beyond joy,
True love - the wisdom of God in a face,
Upon the dawning sun,
The radiance of the almighty,
Upon my beautiful one,
A special madness I hear,
A consuming hope, jealous as the God it flows from,
To see you in the noonday clear,
And we will be like you then.