Time paused in the garden
Which waited for the sun;
With a yen for the song of the wren,
From the days of halcyon.
Night's agony ushered in the day,
And the moon hid her face!
Stripes of red, God, Good Friday;
Love has no resting place.
......
Time paused in the garden
Which waited for the sun;
With a yen for the song of the wren,
From the days of halcyon.
Night's agony ushered in the day,
And the moon hid her face!
Stripes of red, God, Good Friday;
Love has no resting place.
......