*** 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
