*** The Lion of Juda
***
Written Summer 1964:
Last night with mine own eyes, I beheld the Lion of Juda.
I saw him shake
his mane as he walked through the city streets
first glinting, then scowling, now roaring! I feared him not,
though at me he did angrily look: For his was a
holy anger
clear
white clean through.
And when he was gone, I felt whole again, even brand new.
by Eileen Dennelly
Opened in Subud April 1966 NYC
