Mistletoe and Holly
My berries soft and white
Of timeless love
Embracing an old oak
In floating mist:
Kissing and kissed.
My berries bright and red
Of timeless love
Embracing all mankind
In pain and death
The Spirit's breath.
But where I am so gentle
You bear a prickle.
Your vaunted timeless love
Will not sustain
Without pain.
I gave my blood in love
For evermore,
For the unlovely and the poor:
Faces not dressed in mist
Shall still be kissed.