For Mary Helen

From Future Stars

I deemed a soul from future stars

Descending blessed my human eyes,

A vision etched on golden jars

Fronting the gates of Paradise.

From deeps of silence rose her smile

And calm surrounded her that night

She chose on earth to toil awhile

Missioned by the growing light.

Upon her frail and weakened frame

There fell a radiance and Grace

And I in silence spoke the Name;

Through Love I saw the Beloved's face.