Message by R.S. Thomas

 A message from God
 delivered by a bird
 at my window, offering friendship.
 Listen, such language!
 Who said God was without
 speech? Every word an injection
 to make me smile. Meet me,
 it says, to-morrow here
 at the same time and you will remember
 how wonderful to-day
 was: no pain, no worry;
 irrelevant the mystery, if
 unsolved. I gave you the X-ray
 eye for you to use not
 to prospect, but to discover
 the un-malignancy of love's
 growth. You were a patient, too,
 anaesthetised on truth's table
 with life operating on you
 with a green scalpel. Meet me, I say,
 to-morrow and I will sing it for you
 all over again, when you have come to.
 
 
By R.S. Thomas
 
 
 from Experimenting with an Amen (1986) 

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