TWO BY BEULAH
1
A break in the cloud:
A mouth of light
Drifts slowly over Beulah.
Dawn cannot be long.
Bats flicker vision,
A fluttering heartbeat.
Warm air, rain-wet
And rose-heavy.
2
The road sways soft
Down to Beulah.
Drowsy with valerian,
Hammocked easy
On sweet drift meadowsweet.
Awake the spired, serry willowherb,
And betony: scatter of exclamation.
We float light upon
Our own bright shadows.
The afternoon sun
And cloud valleys singing.
The road down to Beulah
Under the mountain.
—
simonhlilly 