their nightLight

is He.  Now

that He’s been elevated

:  like Father

   like Son.

And I, ponder

in My Heart of hearts

  (where

   Simeon hath performed his

   sleight-of-hand sword

   tricks) restored

by My Son

to His Right

-full Domain of Being, from thence

the quick and the dead

shall all

see His return

in the samewise cloud

to the place I have prepared for Him

in the throneroom of My Heart

where He sits, reigns forevermore,

and is,

that also they may be.

after He'd gone

His Presence, still

It hath comforteth me

none the less

Fear not, for (at

   the Feast of Pentecost)

ingathered

the Tongues of heart fire Descend

licking at

the beholders, hungering

for a taste of Heaven in

His FirstFruits

the Wafer and the Wine

longing to dine

at the Marriage Supper

of the Lamb, served

at last, slaked by the Blood

eager for the Flesh, yet

quenched only

by the Spirit

sprinkled from the hyssop, dipped

in the Crystal Fountain,

Whose

deep draughts from

unloose their tongues

as if drunk on New Wine.

with what Rapture

I and My Son

were One, in Heaven

again

I yielded (just like

   Falling Asleep) to

the letting

and be

-came body and soul

once more (leaving, no doubt,

   Thomas longing

   to touch too My Son’s

   Mother . . . ) as if

on the wings of

eagles I mounted from whence

I’d run the Good Race

and not been weary, trans

-ported and trans

-figured

even, . . . -literated (in

   the manner and the style

   and [full] grace of

   Enoch & Elijah) thus

not so much merely translated

in Our meeting in the air,

in the

twinkling of an Aye:  Radiant

   for

   all is calm, all is bright

   in the starry, starry night

in the Empyrean

twelve stars coronal surround

the Skypace

and I

am filled again

with the embracing Presence

above, below, within

my soul proclaims

to the world, what

:  hath not been conformed

   but am transformed

   by my renewed mind and

   hath proven

   what is that good

   perfect, acceptable, let-

   able to

   not His will be done

   but His.

now no mere lowly

hand-made of the Lord,

Who is with me ‘tis

no secret now my

sacred coronary nature

doth magnify

The Enthroned:  Magnitudinous

reigneth,

blessed in golden spun raiment

embroidered immaculate

:       in fine linen, clean, and White

         ever Pure

         Eternal.