The angel and the girl are met
Edwin Muir (1887-1959)
The angel and the girl are met,
Earth was the only meeting place,
For the embodied never yet
Travelled beyond the shore of space.
The eternal spirits in freedom go.
See, they have come together, see,
While the destroying minutes flow,
Each reflects the other's face
Till heaven in hers and earth in his
Shine steady there. He's come to her
From far beyond the farthest star,
Feathered through time. Immediacy
of strangest strangeness is the bliss
That from their limbs all movement takes.
Yet the increasing rapture brings
So great a wonder that it makes
Each feather tremble on his wings.
Outside the window footsteps fall
Into the ordinary day
And with the sun along the wall
Pursue their unreturning way
That was ordained in eternity.
Sound's perpetual roundabout
Rolls its numbered octaves out
And hoarsely grinds its battered tune.
But through the endless afternoon
These neither speak nor movement make,
But stare into their deepening trance
As if their gaze would never break
God of Alpha and Omega,
your promises come to us bringing hope.
Grant us the Spirit of wisdom and of understanding to listen to your word,
the Spirit of counsel and of power to do your will,
the Spirit of knowledge and of the fear of the Lord to be your messengers of peace.
Healing the blind man, Edy-Legrand (Édouard Léon Louis Warschawsky) 1892-1970
"Then he touched their eyes and said, 'According to your faith let it be done to you.'" Matthew 9:27