By the blinking of mine eyes, something wicked this way rhymes!

Selections from “Reflections on Haibane Renmei

No end to this –––––––
No end to the joy and terrible groaning
the human soul touched with eternal beauty
can produce.
I have inherited a Fury to set ink to page
rather than a-muse’d to peddle forth sweet vanity.
There is no end
no end
no end to the searching
no end to the groaning, weeping, and mourning
no end to the joy, exultation, and meekest glory.
Such is this life–
the shattered beholder of Beauty
the burdened lover of truth
the weeping prophet
the friend of the Bridegroom.