20. Two Worlds


Two worlds exist.  The one, a place of light

All coloured, bright and glittering; of time

That stretches limitless in halcyon days’


Of sounds and scents acute, of wrong and right,.

Where musical the air with faery chime

And palpitant with loyalties ablaze.


The other, dark and hidden, clothed in night,

Hems like the sea, impersonal and sublime,

Our little fastness where we go our ways,

Unheeding till the tempest roars its might.


Then at a stroke the world we thought secure

Falls in a welter of confusion, wrecked

By what our conscious selves, of life so sure,

Have grown bemused by flesh not to sustpect.