A poem entitled Transformation by J Corson Miller illuminating lifetimes of incarnate love from the youth of desire to the maturity of gentle acceptance

Date:   3/27/2005 1:01:53 AM ( 19 y ago)

Transformation

J. Corson Miller


LOVE, we have dipped Life’s humble bread
Into the stars’ flame-bubbling springs;
We’ve knelt before the Moon’s white face,
While around us whirred Night’s purple wings.

Love, we have trod the floors of Morn, 5
And watched Dawn’s reeling galleons die;
The sunset’s panoramic hills—
Love, we have known them, you and I.

Upon the battlements of Time
We stood and heard Life’s thunders roar: 10
A million ticking years that swelled
The crashing notes of millions more.

Our hearts have germinated sweet
To beauty through each golden hour;
But now the bloom-time days are past, 15
The stalk is fading with the flower.

And we shall seek earth’s simple things:
A roof-tree small, a green-thatched fire—
Come, Love, and lay your cherished dreams
Beneath the touch of my desire. 20

We could not climb the Infinite,
The jagged heights were steep and long;
For us child-wistfulness and sleep—
Old twilight memories and song.

Love, is it here that we shall wend, 25
Down homelit paths, grown gently wise?
Perhaps your eyes, made glad of earth,
Shall find the Key to Paradise.





 

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