“Consummation”

Eric A. Darling September 1 1915

“Consummation”

Eric A. Darling September 1 1915

“Consummation”

Eric A. Darling

Look in mine eyes, Beloved! Is it true That you and I have found each other now? And when I smooth the dear hair from your brow, Do I touch you and not the shadow of you That I have known in dreams the slow years through? My soul made long ago its maiden vow Before no other than its mate to bow In spiritual submission; for it knew—

Beloved Brother of the Inner Shrine!— That in the long procession of the years, Slow with the weight of destiny’s arrears, One laurel-crowned would bring me what was mine. So I will offer incense to the spheres. And drink with you Love's sweet and bitter wine.