“When At Last Our Exile Here Is Ended”

I will see Your Face iridescent and splendid
And joy before now unfelt unheard
Stirs the ashes and dust of souls long interred

When at last the spell of time is broken
And seamless we are and never were nor will be
Rejoice – the perpetual Jubilee

When at last the voice of Cassandra is heeded
And Hera laughs last who cried most
“And the greatest of these is Love,” She wrote

“When at last our exile here is ended”
And the river flows to the ends of the earth
We will travel across – on wings transplendent

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