My loves too populate those emerald cities,
Jabalqa and Jabarsa, ancient Ozes, aglow
with light, where all the unseen felicities
of the heart can live. Where in a rainbow
lovebirds hover and fly down with a twitter
of greetings to perch on my shoulder. Where in reams
of clover my soft bunny learns not to skitter,
and my romping Shelties herd the sheep of dreams.
And you, whom I have embraced, companions on
the way, are addressed in these bright precincts,
a wish apart. For no thing loved is gone
forever, but lives on as light does and what light links.
And the Wizard beckons all who are his guests
to join him in endless and unfathomable quests.