Of A Poetess Poem by John May

The shadows speak to her of Him
And everything Divine,
And so she writes in metered hymn
The depth of every sign.
The sun and moon and vaulted skies
Are symbols she will say-
She sees the Meaning they disguise
And writes what they portray.

That Meaning (set in cryptic verse)
Transcends what I can see,
And though I have the poet's thirst
I cannot be as she:
For God has opened up her sight
To see internal things-
With ease she sees the purer light,
I see it and it stings.