Dream coat
It's a troubled sleep that bears this dream -
but with morning comes an awakening.
You slipped off Your coat and deftly entered
the Infinite-eternal then beckoned for us to follow.
That tattered dream coat served You well.
O to see You in it now, standing at my gate!
Beloved One, my heart is in ruins -
You drifted through it in Your flowing white gown;
overturning the goblet, this bleak heart
suddenly stained in Your lovely colors.
A counterweight does exist for the world's burdens;
that rose-strewn slab atop my Beloved's crypt.
O child of God, lay heart and head at that stone
and awaken from the dream of the ages.
(from The Garden of Surrender, 2004)
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