Canopy

Burst forth, you
Bastion of light and love
In a little space
Where Heaven and Earth met,
Meet, are meet and right
must-ing all the flowers
From shrines and quiet corners
and flickering candle - lights
And beads clasped in a trembling fist
Spill your petals onto my
Tear-streaked face
Dried with the mettle of salted grit
In my exhaustion, in my darkness
In my feelings,  in my wasting
In my letting go, in my dying
Stretch your gilded hands, Mother
Light my little face, upward turn
Let me disappear into the folds
Of your pretty frock, hided in your sleeves
No one shall see, none shall come
Till all here is done to be done
And you've taken me quite away
And shown the the Fruit of thy womb
And every care like dried leaves
Dried yellow rose petals
Dried tears long forgotten on my pillow
Have dusted away and blown out to sea
Stella Maris, my star, my love
Come for me, make me forget myself
And we, enthralled too much to gaze
On Him, the ever-near
May our hearts beat to Him
Yours immaculate, mine murmuring
And Ours forever, the promise of love given
Drop by drop, till wine at weddings in Heaven
No more washing water is needed
And only Cana's song remaining,
Holy frivolity goes unended.