Song to Mary Helen

I sing of a daughter of heaven's light

Her being canopied in gold

A stellar wonder in her eyes

And vastnesses of love untold.

I sing of a soul in Mother's embrace

Secure against the raging tide

Of forces that would annihilate

Their work and all the earth bestride

With chaos and by iron laws

Chain the spirit thrusting free

From bonds a thousand centuries old

Seeking the rose of eternity.

I sing of the Mother's radiant child,

A nature gentle and refined,

In every glance surpassing grace

Reflects its light on humankind.