John Le Gay Brereton

Here you will find the Poem Incarnation of poet John Le Gay Brereton

Incarnation

OUR little queen of dreams, 
Our image of delight, 
Which whitens east and gleams 
And beckons from the height, 
Takes on her human form?is here in mortal sight. 
 
We two have loved her long, 
Have known her eyes for years; 
We worshipped her with song 
The spirit only hears, 
And now she comes to us new-washed with blood and tears. 
 
Her radiant self she veils 
With vesture meet for earth, 
And, knowing all, inhales 
The lethal air of birth, 
And wakes to restless dreams of misery and mirth. 
 
The fogs of learning rise 
And hide the light above, 
But in her steadfast eyes 
Will shine the light of love, 
Which many a gloomy dale may know the gladness of. 
 
What gift is ours to give, 
What truth is ours to teach 
That she may learn to live 
With joy within her reach? 
We can but let her learn the sound of human speech. 
 
By custom-fettered fools 
Her freedom will be blamed, 
Because by sleepy rules 
Her soul shall be untamed, 
And she will front the sun brown-skinned and unashamed. 
 
Her kinship she will know 
With beast and rock and tree, 
Wherever she may go 
The sky her home will be, 
The winds will be her mates, 
her crooning nurse the sea.