Intimations of Joy

Intimations of Joy 

Endless as for ever,

so love let us fly

in everlasting now. 

We’ll merge and part,

and speed with light

on highways with no end.

We’ll leap as dolphins,

dive as hawks,

in boundless timeless here. 

Through secret forest paths we’ll walk,

or rise on wings of choice,

to castles bright

on mountain heights

beneath a cloudless sky.

In meadows green we’ll run and play,

in sparkling oceans swim.

‘Ought’ or ‘must’ will not be words,

we’ll move at spirit’s whim. 

And if perchance we choose to rest

we’ll find a cabin snug

with oak beams low

and polished floor

and chintz and bowls of flowers.

A cat and dog will snooze before

a cosy parlour fire.

And armchairs two

for me and you

we’ll take because they’re ours. 

And there we’ll sit and dream a while

of what it means to be.

Of essence, forms, and serious things,

to check our jollity.

Of fishes from primordial light

dissolving to reform,
back and forth, and to and fro,
in sportive cosmic flight. 

The forms as real as bees and wax,

the light as starlight clear.

If bees be light,

and light be wax,

what fun it is my dear!