I have prayed – it is not my survival
Alone I pray for that would make no sense –
I am joined – a pair that knows no rival
Is my sole unity – and my defence
Its power, we believe, is finally God’s
Redeemed in love we overcome all odds.
When time is old I fold my dreams
Within the earth and let them lie
Knowing that nothing’s what it seems...
Nothing luminous everything drab,
The streets are wet without the cheer of rain
The window plants...