*** 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
