The Poems of Joseph Mary Plunkett/Invocation
INVOCATION
Sing all ye mouths of music, sing her praise All stars and birds and flowers, all lovely things Living in Earth and Heaven, Eyes and Wings Of Cherubim and Seraphim that raise Vision and Love Eternal; all her ways Fill with your music, let no wind that sings Of sorrow wither Joy’s young blossomings: Prepare her paths against the fateful days When she shall need flower-lamps before her feet And herald-birds and all the stars to hold Her heart upon the difficult laughter-sweet Blood-salt and sorrow-bitter ways of gold That she must tread, until her heart unfold Its quivering pinions for the Paraclete.