Poems (Taylor)/Renunciation

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RENUNCIATION
On the lifted Rood thy Days have hewn, Sweet Soul, be crucified.Yield the soft palm to the piercing nails And bare the beating side.
Now change thee the love-stars in thine eyes, And thy roses twined in vain,For the upward stare of agony, And the aubéspine of pain.
O feet that sought the forest-paths Cross over patiently:O lips that the red red wines have stained Be moistened bitterly.
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The moon and the stars the torches were To thy strange sweet mysteries;And God was the Lord of thy wedding-feast,— For this, O Love, for this!
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