EUPHORIA

A vision of heaven;

In spirit and eyes,

In tongue and trunk!

Joy filled in the walls;

Of the rarest redemptive power!

Hymns, earthly and unearthly

Of archangels, ceraphins and cherubs,

And all the saints in due glory;

In procession to honour His Highness!

And we; with begging bowls

Of painful prayers for plentiful alms!

Hallelujah shouts and Hosanna praises

With a semblance of heavenly gathering;

Thanking and praising the creator,

In the name of the Blessed Virgin!

And, from the sacrarium, then;

Proceeds the Lord Jesus of Nazareth!

Hiding in his eyes, the sea of kindness,

And, in his hands holding,

The boons for the hopeless,

And, so for the rejected and helpless.

The magnificent heaven dawns, here;

Upon us with its magnanimity!

Lord Jesus, in wordless beauty,

And with light gait walks along;

The crucified Jesus, still alive,

Touching the wounded and all,

Wiping the weeping eyes,

With soft, feathery arms!

And we, with the shrillest voice

Crying at the winsome God;

For a classic touch and loving stroke.

And Jesus bless abundantly, all

Accompanied by the fairy godmother!

The heaven delighted and dances,

In unison with the invoking sons.